Shoutout my label that's me
I'm in this bitch with TB
I'm in this bitch with four-trey
I just poured up me a eight
Real nigga all in my face
500 racks in my safe
500 racks to the plug
What you know 'bout showin' love
What you know 'bout pullin' up, in Bentley trucks
Make these bitches fall in love
All of my niggas on go
None of my niggas no hoe
All of my niggas want smoke
All of my niggas together
We came from the bottom we used to wear each other clothes
None of my niggas gon' fold
Couple pussy niggas told
They ain’t my niggas no mo'
Hold it down for the four
In the nine with the woes
Marlo my dawg that's for sho'
We won't fall out about shit
Specially not 'bout no bitch
We ain’t gone fall out 'bout hoes
Me and Ced get them loads
We let 'em go for the low
I got my hood in control
I got my left wrist on froze
I got my right wrist on froze
I got my necklace on froze
Both of my ears on froze
I been gettin' faded, I'm sippin' on maple
If she won't fuck I won't make her
I don't like bitches with makeup
If she want titties I pay for 'em
Get outta there when I wake up
I pass the ball I don't layup
I'm a big boss, I got say so
They’ll wipe you down If I say so
Dracos, on dracos, on dracos, on dracos
Forties, on forties, on forties
I just bought me some new water
Wetter than Katrina shout out New Orleans
I made a promise my niggas gon' ball
Hard in the paint change my name to John Wall
Geekin' off trees like a leaf in the fall
Find a new plug then we takin' em all
Pull up in a brand new Benz truck
Hop out fresher than a menthol
Lil nigga but I'm big dawg
All I gotta make is one call
Hit a nigga block, took off
Cross a nigga up, Hot Sauce
Ooh I got 'em mad, my fault
Talking bout the shit that I bought
Poppin' these percs I done turned to a savage
Hundred racks stuffed in the mattress
Hundred racks stuffed in the attic
Hundred racks stuffed in the sofa
These niggas play gangsta but they won't approach me
I know they'll never approach me
They know that they'll catch a bullet
I rock the gang to the fullest
I run with some real ones I don't hang with no pussies
I ain't no killer don't push me
I see how you niggas be lookin'
I hope you don't think you no bully
I'm livin' the life I should star in a movie
Ridin' in a vert with a Uzi
12 get behind me I lose 'em
They tryin' guess what I'm doin'
They tryin' guess who I'm screwin'
That ain't even they business
They ain't wanna fuck with me
Now they see a nigga drippin'
Now they wanna fuck with me
They can't get in touch with me
Hardly ever in the city
They just know I'm gettin' bigger
They just know a nigga busy
I been runnin' up them digits
Yeah
[Verse] Shoutout my label that's me I'm in this bitch with TB I'm in this bitch with four-trey I just poured up me a eight Real nigga all in my face 500 racks in my safe 500 racks to the plug What you know 'bout showin' love What you know 'bout pullin' up, in Bentley trucks Make these bitches fall in love All of my niggas on go None of my niggas no hoe All of my niggas want smoke All of my niggas together We came from the bottom we used to wear each other clothes None of my niggas gon' fold Couple pussy niggas told They ain’t my niggas no mo' Hold it down for the four In the nine with the woes Marlo my dawg that's for sho' We won't fall out about shit Specially not 'bout no bitch We ain’t gone fall out 'bout hoes Me and Ced get them loads We let 'em go for the low I got my hood in control I got my left wrist on froze I got my right wrist on froze I got my necklace on froze Both of my ears on froze I been gettin' faded, I'm sippin' on maple If she won't fuck I won't make her I don't like bitches with makeup If she want titties I pay for 'em Get outta there when I wake up I pass the ball I don't layup I'm a big boss, I got say so They’ll wipe you down If I say so Dracos, on dracos, on dracos, on dracos Forties, on forties, on forties I just bought me some new water Wetter than Katrina shout out New Orleans I made a promise my niggas gon' ball Hard in the paint change my name to John Wall Geekin' off trees like a leaf in the fall Find a new plug then we takin' em all Pull up in a brand new Benz truck Hop out fresher than a menthol Lil nigga but I'm big dawg All I gotta make is one call Hit a nigga block, took off Cross a nigga up, Hot Sauce Ooh I got 'em mad, my fault Talking bout the shit that I bought Poppin' these percs I done turned to a savage Hundred racks stuffed in the mattress Hundred racks stuffed in the attic Hundred racks stuffed in the sofa These niggas play gangsta but they won't approach me I know they'll never approach me They know that they'll catch a bullet I rock the gang to the fullest I run with some real ones I don't hang with no pussies I ain't no killer don't push me I see how you niggas be lookin' I hope you don't think you no bully I'm livin' the life I should star in a movie Ridin' in a vert with a Uzi 12 get behind me I lose 'em They tryin' guess what I'm doin' They tryin' guess who I'm screwin' That ain't even they business They ain't wanna fuck with me Now they see a nigga drippin' Now they wanna fuck with me They can't get in touch with me Hardly ever in the city They just know I'm gettin' bigger They just know a nigga busy I been runnin' up them digits Yeah Explain Request ×
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