Lyrics

Put her on the track man She said she can sing Mm, mm mm Yuhhh yuh yuh Yuh I'm ridin' wit' that thang Gotta keep that thang on me I let it bang Yeah I'm sippin' on that drank And yeah it might be purple nigga yeah it might be pink I'm sippin' on lean, I pop me a bean I gotta Glock and it came wit' a beam I took a zanny then I fell asleep I start to see dead people in my dreams I keep a strap I ain't gotta put it all up in the video All of my nigga hit licks cause we into those I'm in the whip and I'm blowing' on Endo No kush Catch a nigga man down man down Catch a nigga lurkin' in a bush Bitch I pull that fuckin' chopper out if a nigga really wanna fuckin' touch, If he wanna look Free my nigga Peanut out the cell had to put some money on my nigga books Ion fuck wit' these niggas cause these niggas fake I'm in the field, I cut the grass cause all of these niggas be snakes I'm in the kitchen and I'm finna bake Free all my niggas all up in the cell and they fighting a case Ion give a fuck if you kill my brother my nigga I still ain't gon' talk to the jakes You talk to the people We is not equal I'm keeping the clip right up on the chopper my nigga I'm shooting a sequel And I got the bullets right in the Glock my nigga you know that is lethal I'm the hood preacher bitch I'm preaching up on the track Something like the preacher do I'm just tryna tell niggas go get that money Niggas being broke niggas think that's funny Niggas wanna talk ion really wanna talk but ima talk my shit cause that check keep coming Stack on me so my fingers keep on thumbing My moma and ain't never raised no ducking dummy I remember when I used to be bummy Now I'm fucking bitches dick in they tummy Bitch Yuh I'm ridin' wit' that thang Gotta keep that thang on me I let it bang Yeah I'm sippin' on that drank And yeah it might be purple nigga yeah it might be pink I'm sippin' on lean, I pop me a bean I gotta glock and it came wit' a beam I took a zanny then I fell asleep I start to see dead people in my dreams I keep a strap I ain't gotta put it all up in the video All of my nigga hit licks cause we into those I'm in the whip and I'm blowing' on Endo They don't really want smoke, they choke Niggas can't get pass me, no code Niggas be busy complaining they broke Never had nothin' had to get it on my own ima get to the cheese nigga no Cheetos Niggas be sittin' ima stand ten toes Just like a chair these bitches gon fold Uhhh when I'm in yo city ima run it up, run it up When I'm in yo city ima count it up, count it up When I get the money ima bag it up, bag it up Just like a movie niggas actin' up, actin' up Walkin' in the scene with the money in my pocket Niggas be talkin' but got nothin' up in they wallet Lookin' through my third eye not the two up in the socket Once I make the phone call he gon' pop it like a rocket Drip drip drip like a fountain, no faucet Niggas ain't handlin' business they flauging Stop all of the nonsense Y'all be busy watchin' while I'm investing in stocks get the guap, get the profits Bitch I got the key to the door, be too important, ima run the scene and you know it Can't fuck wit' me if you ain't focused And I'm wit' the team unloaded Got too much power I'm potent Phsswhoo
Writer(s): Sir Sylvy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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