Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gábor Molnár
Gábor Molnár
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
tomchyz
tomchyz
Producer

Lyrics

How many opps in sight Can't do none but wonder Why them boys wanna lose their life Step on rats, we don't like mice Can't keep up i get what's mine Tell me how many sleepless nights you've been through Just to get it right I'll live to win the fight Be careful the family rides Said it once won't say it twice I live in sin i chose this vice I know my kin 'gon ride for life My point got proved like thousand Im cold i've fallen Give a fuck bout the pressure Always fighting for my fredom Always guding motu lead 'em Halfway decent getting better Proving points so you can see them Getting better Hit the swith feel like im drizzy Shorty globbin on the glizzy You can leave my life im busy Anyways im in the city You can find me Ten toes down so you can try me Siemese blades god gave up guiding Feel the devil in my writing Im just warmin up My power getting greater every second On the hour like teacher Always giving up the lesson Out here ballin with the homies Shout out oli number 7 Mandem doin lines like zombies Me and misi snatch the session Always smokin on that gaspack Y'all boys scrapin off the resin Feel like batman in the v12 Whole gang sheisty them boys robbin up to no good Think that hoe is yours? Nah that whole shit mine Fire, fire move back cover Let me dump my nine Whole gang, whole gang Whole gang deaf Yuh Throwin up signs Flex so hard im polished It's my time shine I got the load in my bag Lemme just blow out my mag Shawty gon gag, shawty gon gag She gon get shot in the back She gon get shot in the head Blown out leave gyal dead Gyal won't leave my bed Thot bitch leave my bed She like but this but that but hun Call that hoes ass batman Bro just called he got one Hop in the coupe and gon see wagwan Call up madman Need some gas some gas no afghan Fuck that dude he dry thats sad man Hope your ass gets spared like that man Leave my phone I'm busy Your cat wet that's pity Hoe I'm way to busy Roll up in the city I'm with misi Eyesight way too dizzy I spy two fine misses I blow kisses Show my business Ask her wether she does fitness Fitness? Can you fit this dick in your mouth bitch?
Writer(s): Gábor Molnár Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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