Lyrics
OGK The Gang
Swear to God that I'm up now
Hella hits I'm no longer the pup now
Focused on money that bitch getting one round
So consistent I'm man of the month now
Wanna leave then I let her then cause I'm top one ain't no better than
On my, soul bitch I rock vetiments
I could, beat her back I'm like medicine oh
Put the bitch straight to sleep
Hope our secrets she keep, hope she ain't telling them no
If I find out you creep bro come with the sweep we don't do the meddling woah
What you like, my hoes melanin bro
Shit I might, is you letting me though
If on me you better feen, on me you better feen hoe
I done lost that bitch couple bands that it took it'll cost that bitch
Get that fuck nigga shook with a Gthree stick
(Fa fa)
Make it clear you ain't leave me bitch nah
Nah nigga ain't see me fit, on god now the hoe gotta see me drift
Keep our secret I don't want shit told
Lock her down like that bitch on parole
Getting some new I don't care bout what's old
Me and you what it do feeling bold
Swear that I'm cool only put me in mode
In the Stu never stopping on go
Nigga where she go, nigga where she go, nigga where she go, Nigga where is she
Nigga where she go, nigga where she go, nigga where she go, Nigga where is she
My bag different so that mean that I act different
I know some niggas that's mad sipping
No parts on my bull nigga mad pippen
Only God Know got the fash Christian
Louie V on the bags tempting
No longer that I was mad smitten
Now I'm Mr.BeatHerFromTheBack Tip In
Dionis Zay hits we do here and there
Gone mad feel like wess, but it's fuck if they care
Said I do the best I'm candy to ear
My life was a mess was trapped up in fear
Could end up with less but never shed tear
I try not to stress don't want no grey hair
I never take guess that shit never fair
It's never presh I'm taking from peers, nah
She a nasty ho but tryn mask as a classy ho why
Can't no bitch ever trash me too shmutt
What the fuck is the capping for now
Hella niggas gon love this shit trust
Ima have niggas shaking low high
You know zay gon fuck that shit up
Make it known that I don't want no ties
Swear to god that I'm up now
Hella hits I'm no longer the pup now
Focused on money that bitch getting one round
So consistent I'm man of the month now
Wanna leave then I let her then cause I'm top one ain't no better than
On my, soul bitch I rock vetiments
I could, beat her back I'm like medicine oh
I'm like medicine oh, how I get up in that lil bitch throat
She swear a nigga do the most, you can find out If you come my way
She gon come my way, she gon come my way, she gon come my way let's do it
If she do ain't dumb know the cash influenced
But don't tell nobody what we doing
Writer(s): Isaiah Booker
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