Lyrics

Yeah Aw yeah, that's it right there Tizzle Skiii (Yeah) yeah Keeps Uh Franchise ski mask bitch I'm back in action Since outside closed down These niggas out here back to acting These niggas back to capping Loosies in they twitter captions Don't worry catch them after kickbacks And we back to back them Then plastic wrap them Tell detectives I don't know what happened (No I don't know) Yeah we had altercations Nah but I would never clam him (I would never) They asking where I be Like Tiz don't practice truancy Bitch you ruined me Still I have flashbacks of you screwing me Hypnotic mixed with redbull and Hennessey Had to buy a Glock protect my energy Last summer was moving 10 a g Now we play we 10 a g Got hustling tendencies How could pussy niggas ever be mad at me The fuck Model bitch wanna fuck me bad She think I got a bag Louie bag full of bald head Frankie's Chilling in the stash Since a jit I've been in love with cash Cause women never last Spin the block a hundred times Because I'm spinning in my mask Model bitch wanna fuck me bad She think I got a bag Louie bag full of bald head Frankie's Chilling in the stash Since a jit I've been in love with cash Cause women never last Spin the block a hundred times Because I'm spinning in my mask Yeah I'm spinning your block in a mask So we just park the little bitch and hop out I guess they gone hear a few blast I'm shooting this bitch to it's last I'm praying he don't catch a pass And Dolla just rolled him a blunt in the Cullinan We turning Arthur to Ash All of my niggas smoke gas My shit at 1:28 (These) niggas gone hate (But) Dolla gone spazz (yessir) We put that boy top in the trash Probably just fucked up a grip of the cash My bitch say she want's a new ass But Dolla can't trust it cause Tizzle in Texas He told me them hoes got no class She all in my face trynna shake a lil ass But I ain't got shit for a strag I swear if I like her I'm punching the gas You know that I'm shaking a bag She all on my nerves I tell her to swerve Before that bitch catch a lil curve I told her get lost in my words I still think that bitch finna catch a lil curve It's Dolla Model bitch wanna fuck me bad She think I got a bag Louie bag full of bald head Frankie's Chilling in the stash Since a jit I've been in love with cash Cause women never last Spin the block a hundred times Because I'm spinning in my mask
Writer(s): Jamal Nwachuku Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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