Lyrics

I heard yo' brodie, he fold Step back and I get in that mode I be telling these dudes and these ho's I did this shit on my own Little bitch, I don't like your tone I'm tryna collect these stones Sharp like machete, Machone They begging the bank for a loan I done walked in this bitch with the bags This a BB, so I do not sag You did not come from the rags This say Saks Fifth on the tag They waving around the white flag Told that bitch tryna not- Told that bitch tryna not chat Need supercharge inside the 'Cat They mad that I'm rocking all black Little bitch, I been doing this shit I turn a 5 to a 10 Feel like Travis, need 5% Tint One my homies addicted to Fent' She came over, so, now she bent I went and cleaned off the lent Throw all that shit in a bin There's a price that come with the game Slowly start to go insane None of this shit been the same Everything seem like it changed OxyOxy that's the gang OxyOxy that's my team So many things that I've seen I heard yo' brodie he fold Step back and I get in that mode I be telling these dudes and these ho's I did this shit on my own Little bitch, I don't like your tone I'm tryna collect these stones Sharp like machete, Machone They begging the bank for a loan I done walked in this bitch with the bags This a BB, so I do not sag
Writer(s): Maddox Wernsing Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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