Lyrics

(Nah) Aye who made this beat tho? Beatz by Lex (Hollup, hollup, yea, yea) Okay, I just had to make sure They thought I was done I'm applying pressure till' a mofucka heart stop Or till' a mothafucka drop dead, they gon have to send someone for my head Listen me and Lex we really get to that cheddar Diamond it do ain't no one better Bitch we stay in Texas no need for a sweater You think I'm a pussy hop out with barreta Yeah, aye And all of my diamonds be glistening Said all of these bitches be listening I get that bag I'mma bring it in, yea These opps they be soft they be simpin' Floor not even wet they be slippin' Send 33 shots bitch I'm pimpin' Pass that to the bros I ain't trippin' Walk up in the bank and I'm drippin' The dirty is what we be sippin' Got goons they all handle the flippin' Got goons they all handle the crippin' (C, C, tripple C) Yuh, what Stay in the H, all with my woes Some niggas they changed, I'm stayin 10 toes Saint Laurent on my jeans Get it by any means We pop out at the scene Lil bro pourin' the lean We pull up yeah we runnin yo city Two goons in the back keep a 50 I can see that you really wan' be me VVS on me I am so litty (So litty) Nah bitch fuck a commitment Fuck then dip I be pushin the whip Aye, call the coupe coke cause it's white Three bottles of sprite in this bitch it's bout to be a wonderful night And these niggas hate outta spite I can't fuck with these niggas so you could call me a dyke Hold on, whats that, and these niggas never could catch up and never indict That niggas think need some deoderant He talkin about my verse knowin I murdered it I really don't wanna ain't finna splurge in it (She just be sluprin it she just be slurpin it) Yuh, you can tell we plad just look how I'm movin Me and Lex in this bitch smokin' on stupid Rollin' up pink Runtz and it got us zooted We jus' be in this bitch booted With Moe in this bitch smoke a zip Sellin beats spend that shit on the drip Big homie T reppin da Crip Big hunnids on us used to flip Hit that once or twice I'mma dip (I'm outta there) I pour up the lean I'mma sip Extended on all of the clip Bar gon' make me take a lil trip It's going down, bitch that's on me Go right to Johnny bust down the AP Tell him I need that shit ASAP Ya'll thought it was sweet, nigga it's beef Nigga it's beef Someone call chief Stay with them veggies or deal with this heat Nigga lets get it, talkin about my percentage Guess it be a 100 cuz a young nigga stay winnin' These bitches say that I'm different I'm hittin' and never missin' Fuck that nigga Jayden cuz he dissed us and still listening (Sweet ass nigga)
Writer(s): Morris White Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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