Lyrics

You was on bullshit I was—I was fuckin' with you and you was on bullshit You actin' like a nigga wasn't gon' be up Now a nigga up and you tryna fuck And I ain't even tryna get down Ah Ah, ha-ha-ha Now you want Huh, huh, huh, huh Now you want Huh, huh, huh, huh Now you want Want me back then, now you, oh yeah Huh, huh, huh Now you want me Huh, huh, huh, huh Now you want me Now you want me Blicked up, yeah, I keep me a stick Blicked up, yeah, I keep me a stick When I walk through that bitch, yeah, I keep me a stick Yeah, I walk through that bitch and I'm blicked up I just walked in that bitch and I got a AP on my wrist, it's not an Invicta Can't bang-bang with my gang-gang, you get cropped out the picture Woah, woah, my life still loadin' I been gettin' money, these niggas been trolling I ain't had no jewelry, now my neck and wrist frozen I ain't had no social media, now see me when I'm scrollin' Oh shit I came from the mud Now I'm out in Cali, shoutout to my Blood It is what it is, yeah, it was what it was I been fuckin' this bitch for years, we got a strong connection Went from commercial to first class, now I'm jumpin' off a jet Everytime I move they gotta cut me a check Everytime she pull up she droppin' off that neck Can't tell you the whole story 'cause you already know the rest Oh shit, oh shit My life still loading I can't sugarcoat it I been having cheese so long this shit done molded Oh shit, oh shit I think that I'm chosen These niggas be hatin', Mister Moseby Me and my team tryna win a trophy Chanel, Prada, she want designer things Masked up, I'ma rob sum' in my Robin Jeans Pass up on the broad fast, yeah, I'm mean Bald head, fat pussy, that's how I like it, keep it clean Woah, woah I dropped out of school Jumped in his bitch, I dove right in her pool I don't owe you no loyalty, we not cool Oh shit, oh shit My life still loading Why you still trollin'? This .40 gon' turn a nigga into a whole bitch Smoke swisher sweets, grabba leaf, yeah, now it's paper If she a bop then all she get is cock, I cannot save ya Ain't gon' pass you to the gang, I'ma fuck with you later I been off it and I'ma stay there Oh shit, oh shit My life still loading I been solo, yeah, workin' on my dolie
Writer(s): Clifton Meador Shayne, Kenyatta Frazier Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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