Lyrics

Ion know how many times I gotta prove I'm meant for this Wanny told me fuck the game up so let's get it in Ian gay but to this day I'm married to them Benjamin's I'm way too much to handle with the pressure where the insulin So, in love with' cheddar stuff pockets with macaroni I knew I'd be a boss when a nigga was watching Tony So, I sat down got fried and made a plan all by my lonely Then I mixed it with the gang so we can sizzle no baloney I remember when my hoes couldn't come over and eat You ain't here to find a hubby bitch you here to release Now my shawty hold me down like she a belt to a seat I'm just happy ian have to send her back to the streets All I keep is heavy steppers niggas leaving a crease I spit this hot shit in my lines because I be wit' DaHeat (WitDaHeat) But my heart frozen like I'm moving how a fever would be I'm tired of dick suckas they on me like they teething a bink (Flick Flick) Dub he rolled an opp in here it's lookin' sticky (Sniff Sniff) Fuck is that it's blood a nigga inna frenzy (Stomp Stomp) All a nigga hear got heavy steppers wit' me (Click Clack) Please don't play around with us cause we ain't friendly We some GOATS personified I keep 'em by my side Said you wanna run wit' mines Your kind ain't qualified Killing wit' this rapping shit My verses mummified Gas and purp the purest kind Shit got me nullified All steppers in this bitch don't act stupid use ya head Got this GG on me shooting repeat on him spraying lead You leave ya spot you better make sure you always got one in the head I remember hustling slanging work straight out my grandma crib Man let's get it, putting the city on young nigga with ambition Chasing bankroll when I tell you the price don't question my ticket Heard they done caught bull slipping trying be tricking on some bitches These hoes be ruthless when you with 'em gotta pay full attention If a nigga try me this extension gonna leave bull extended I'm that 15 Block a Ghett boy (I really stand on business) In the kitchen whipping starting to wonder why I ain't pass as a chemist Hit that triple dub then hit up Triple Dub cause he be wit' it Still in the trenches fuck I look like lacking too attentive These hollows in this blick I kick 'em out like they evicted Better use ya top before ya top get dropped holes in ya fitted Now you nonexistent blick done kissed ya ass good riddance, nigga (Flick Flick) Dub he rolled an opp in here it's lookin' sticky (Sniff Sniff) Fuck is that it's blood a nigga inna frenzy (Stomp Stomp) All a nigga hear got heavy steppers wit' me (Click Clack) Please don't play around with us cause we ain't friendly We some GOATS personified I keep 'em by my side Said you wanna run wit' mines Your kind ain't qualified Killing wit' this rapping shit My verses mummified Gas and purp the purest kind Shit got me nullified If you ain't never touch P you ain't run no trap If you ain't never get no heat, why you got that strap If they got you on some shit and you got right back know that you can't ever come around I do not like rats Mix a G wit' some hunnids he gone split it with the crew If it's green ima C I turn a g-note to a blue You mix me wit' a package ima turn it into two I'm wit' sharks smell the blood then searching for the food
Writer(s): Jalen Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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