Lyrics

You niggas weird Tried to shake hands in front of my fans With all my peers but in back of my mind I grin when they cryin and droppin them tears Damnit I love to be feared Bitch you about to get cooked Steak on my plate and I want it seared I don't have manners I said fuck all of that nice shit I got enticed wit coppin a manor Wanted to be at the front I was Stuck in the middle like Stephanie Tanner Niggas be hollin bout Banner You gotta be outta yo mind you niggas is blind I'm waving the banner while squeezing the hammer Bitch you better duck! When I'm coming through If I take me a shot that bitch hundred proof I done got so good aiming at yo hood Headshot headshot doot doot Ima cowboy gimmie loot You can hear the Spurs on the back boot No mister guy I wanna fight now Y'all done turnt a real g aloof All my life I always knew this shit was ahh ahh Bound to happen yo I see that you wanna do this shit the hard way We Packin doot doot I'm just I'm just tryna pull up in that brand new Marten Astin I done told you niggaa way too many times Would you please stop the asking What is yo angle what have you came for I want a chain to jingle and jangle Gimme the jewelry I want a tankful Ice hit the light it glisten and twankle I'm breaking ankles it's getting painful Crossing em over I make em do tango Don't get it twisted nigga I'm wicked I can still turn right back into django All of you niggas been clockin in Checkin on me I got time today I whip in the kitchen I'm seasoning Thought I told I got thyme today Ain't got a clue what I been through Thank God I don't look what I been through If you ever wondered what a success look like It's a pic of me times two I don't know why these pussy niggas fuckin wit me How you chicken but you keep on asking for beef Got em tappin they feet That's why they askin for feats Mad at gap between us why they always lie through they teeth All my life I always knew this shit was ahh ahh Bound to happen yo I see that you wanna do this shit the hard way We Packin doot doot I'm just I'm just tryna pull up in that brand new Marten Astin I done told you niggaa way too many times Would you please stop the asking
Writer(s): Shell Enns, Terrance Evans, Silas Stapleton Iii, Eric Truman Reeves Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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