Lyrics

Hol up Ran through same crew 4 of us Treat a pussy nigga like a paper cuz i tore em up I ain't gotta say what's in my bank cuz ya know wassup Oooo Coupla bands on my cell turn it down give a damn like Oooo Oh that's yo friend she did a line of that Uncle Sam like Oh you think I'm getting you a Lyft Stretch cuz ya wakin to ya crib Wayyy Down from the south dirty jitt Slide wit the fye got that thang for a bih Heyyy Once we gone spaz ain't no goin back I got stacks in the stash if it's going bad Keep a couple hunnids imma split it wit the squad Pembroke Pines bitches finnuh get it with the guy She get on her knees i feel like a young god I just hopped in a Benz he just hopped in a dodge Dodge Nigga if I'm shooting you won't dodge Nigga I'm not shootin my dawg said he got the charge Thought he caught the ball im like randy with the moss Slugz in my face so that's money when i floss Oh you think I'm getting you a Lyft Stretch cuz ya wakin to ya crib Wayyy Down from the south dirty jitt Slide wit the fye got that thang for a bih Heyyy Once we gone spaz ain't no goin back I got stacks in the stash if it's going bad
Writer(s): Quintin Chicoye Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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