Lyrics

Drum guns yah we load guns got a bad hoe and she go dumb Syrup in the cup got me feeling numb and we all in the club and we throwing 1's We bust at your brain like we did it for fun said we bust at your brain like we did it for fun You thought we was playing lil nigga run I keep me a squeeze yah I keep me gun There's no competition I already won Your girl called me over and I'm clapping buns My whole team fitted and we all young I head out the park like a home run Put us in that room and I won't say nun You niggas think y'all hot but you really overdone Niggas want beef and I clear the whole drum said niggas want beef and I clear the whole drum Now you see me up and you think I'm the one Who was you back then nigga I was dumb I had no money was trappin' for fun Need me some in n out please hold the buns Niggas switch up I ain't beefing with nun Say you boss up but you really stayed the same Money comes and goes but lil nigga you a lame I ain't really trippin' you just switch up for the fame Now you see me winning and you hating on da gang Had to earn this money I stay grinding all day Keep my money I ain't saying too late said Keep my money I ain't saying too late First off how can y'all be flex in' with that foil looks like you a lil kid niggas teeth are spoiled Yah niggas teeth is spoiled yah niggas teeth is spoiled This bitch ass nigga right here keep on playing I'm gone shoot him Bitch I got a 100 rounds up in this toolie This nigga think I'm playing okay we gon see buddy yah we gon see buddy Me n my nigga Johnzo yah we Freddy and Jason This a horror flick yah nigga we ain't playing Aye kill you niggas like el chapo aye got shooter like el capone Aye hold on niggas talking shit I'm gon get em Aye shoot you in your brain hoe aye fuck on yo main hoe Bitch you think I'm playing I am no Big flexed up with yah some dough Bruh man from the 5th Flo yah we kicking down them doors and we coming through widows Yah these niggas wanna talk yah ion do that Yah I bring in the mop but his carpet need a mat Yah most these niggas rap but all it is is cap Yah I been broke been through all of that Hate it when y'all niggas say all my rap is cap Niggas want the fame I just want the bag Gotta keep a mop because they chilling with they bro Yee ass nigga hating but you know I keep them poles Wishing 7 figures for me and my bro's Desert dick ass niggas mad cuz I'm in they hoes yah I'm in they hoes Drum guns yah we load guns got a bad hoe and she go dumb Syrup in the cup got me feeling numb and we all in the club and we throwing 1's
Writer(s): Raymond Valencia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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