Lyrics

(mubbling) dont talk just... hey hey , two pumps one...aight... yeah aiii. yeah she bestie.... did the drill punk pigs cantt
(hook) Dont talk just neck me (gimme top)
She a undercover opp but she acting like she bestie (dumb thot)
Two pumps one techy (1 tec)
See i might of did the drill punk pigs can't catch me ( At all)
(repeat hook) Dont talk just neck me (just neck me)
She a undercover opp but she acting like she bestie ( you ain't bestie)
Two pumps one techy ( Grraaaaahhhh)
See i might of did the drill punk pigs can't catch me ( slow ass pig)
(Verse 1 ) Punk pigs can't catch me (at all)
Its alotta pills in here and im leaning off the techy ( dope dope dope)
Arguing with myself you messy (fuuuck)
Pour the mud up damn fuck im stressing (grrrrr)
I been out the way on the road ( on the road)
I made alotta money but i'll never sell my soul ( i ain't selling that)
Can't trust a rat cause he told (lil rat)
If he told on brodie do you really think he won't ( he gone snitch)
Bitch **** you bold ( you a rat)
Heard you couldn't remain solid point blank you told (WTF)
All my jewels priceless worth gold ( worth gold)
Fuck you standing by me you ain't never getting chose ( At all)
(hook) Dont talk just neck me (gimme top)
She a undercover opp but she acting like she bestie ( you ain't bestie)
Two pumps one techy ( 1 tec)
See i might of did the drill punk pigs can't catch me ( At all)
(repeat hook) Dont talk just neck me (just neck me )
She a undercover opp but she acting like she bestie ( you ain't bestie)
Two pumps one techy ( Grraaaaaahhh)
See i might of did the drill punk pigs can't catch me (slow ass pig)
(verse 2 ) Broke bitch you stressing (get a bag)
Doin a hundred in a foreign iced out straight flexing (skrt skrt)
Thank the lord for my blessings (thank god)
Im a mademan **** any opp i catch em (Grrrrrrrr)
Stop biting you reaching
If you was really onnat why the fuck is you preaching ( bow bow )
Straight death no deacon (no deacon)
Ill pull up on a opp muwapp he leaking)
Bitch take a look at the boss life (boss life)
These rose gold cubes in my ear gimme frost bite
You ain't really what you rep you just talk nice
I'll Bitch slap any **** make em talk right ( slap fuck out em)
Written by: Jakeb Herriman, Takeem Armon Moore
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