Lyrics

It's a wrap and I ain't even bust a rhyme yet I'm bout to crash like a blind man flying a jet Most of you bitches put me to sleep The ones that keep it real with me For the most part is P2P Player to player I'ma put you on game If you ain't cooking then you shouldn't get too close to my flame Yea they try to whip it like me But it just ain't the same Something bout my shit hit different And my flavor's they fave I put my foot off in that fuck like a shoe And once you get a whiff You bout to fiend for my stew Lil' baby I'm shitting money It's just green in my stew And though you look like an angel I see demon in you And trust me hell ain't that bad once you get used to it I take the fruits of my labor and then start juicing it Baby what good is all that ass if you ain't moving it Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it Baby what good is all that ass if you ain't moving it Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you You gonna love me like Ye love Ye I run the game I let the losers do the play by play I'm in a rush I can't just take it day by day I'm plotting now for the future making thangs my way If you ain't got nothing to offer Then don't bother with input I ain't even bait my line Or throw it in cause they been hooked I done crossed half these fucks And broke they ankles they been shook Aye lil' hoe just so you know Your friends is giving me big looks Baby I break them I don't ever take them broke And when all things clear I'm what's standing behind the smoke Look I don't ever hang with brokies I'm a rope And I stay coming at your neck You bout to choke Ain't no Heimlich gonna save you I do you dirty and you still won't get clean If they bathe you I'm blazing my own trail But I seen a few play-throughs They touching up on my triggers now I'm feeling enabled Please do not make me slay you Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it Baby what good is all that ass if you ain't moving it Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it
Writer(s): Garry Richardson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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