Lyrics

I got Nina Ross with me, ridin shotgun Talkin beef, now I'm gonna stir the pot for em Gave em 22 shots, all Glock rounds No back and forth with the opp, they get knocked down Any nigga tattle tale, that's a spot burner Load his body up with shells, for this hot lava It's the mafia, I pulled up in a John Gotti Double R, I'm the don, save this spot for me Last month the bank said I cleared 300k When we bring money up these niggas start stutterin Bulldog, I should really put a muzzle on it Swiss cheese, turn a opp to a lunchable I'm the ruler, I'm the don, who you fuckin with You're lil jewelry on the gram, it don't cost nothin bitch This the story of my life, I should publish it Buy a pint evеryday and some monkey nuts If you lame, you should stay up off my nеws feeds Jumpman, I'mma hit his ass with 23 Celebratin all my opps deaths at Ruth's Chris Put a sock up in his mouth, he got loose lips If you lame, you should stay up off my news feeds 2 23's on me nigga like I'm hoopin Lame niggas, they do anything for coochie Stomp the yard with these chop, it's a movie I just kicked a door down, bitch I'm Bruce Lee He tried to run up on the chop, and got 2 pieced Forreal Put a nigga in a box like I'm new leaf You wanna jump up off the porch, tie your shoes first He tried to run up on the chop, and got 2 pieced I'm finna box you I'm using weapons Long case for niggas who disrespecting Crucifying me, hating me for disrespecting You gonna get shot Nigga run upon me you gon die Like a diamond I'mma shine if I feel this pressure I don't wanna fuck She gave me head and bread that's even better If you lame, you should stay up off my nеws feeds Jumpman, I'mma hit his ass with 23 Celebratin all my opps deaths at Ruth's Chris Put a sock up in his mouth, he got loose lips If you lame, you should stay up off my news feeds 2 23's on me nigga like I'm hoopin Lame niggas, they do anything for coochie Stomp the yard with these chop, it's a movie I just kicked a door down, bitch I'm Bruce Lee He tried to run up on the chop, and got 2 pieced Put a nigga in a box like I'm new leaf You wanna jump up off the porch, tie your shoes first
Writer(s): Darrell Wayne Caldwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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