Lyrics

They like why you bring Glock I ain't trying to slam dawg I get high and ball hard like slam ball Life a beach I ain't even wipe the sand off I just got the ball they want a handoff All you gotta do is call my phone cut the gram off Naw I'll show em how to play it boots Randolph Boy I get on shit and walk like Antoine Niggas keep on switching teams hit the mascot Naw nigga burned a bridge and tried to swim back he assed out Ben Simmons bitch I might get in it then pass out Naw bitch if you don't see me with him why you ask about him Niggas wanna steal my flow they got a swag problem Make every one count like the last bottle Turn a weak deal down and then laugh about it Running out of shit to say that's my last problem Nigga touch Wes damn that's his ass probably Why would I count favors I don't care about them Stay away from me with gossip I ain't hear about it Niggas wanna be tough so bad they'll crash about it Naw these niggas like Vince Vaughn swear to God they got a stash problem They like what you a do if they get behind you I'll mash probably Naw bitch Ben Simmons I might get in it then pass out
Writer(s): Wesley Timmons Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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