Lyrics

Yo Get the blender and the press out lemme show you a trick here Told bro stop beefing with the neighbours man there's br*cks here They don't know what we up to but if they ask we live here We came up chopping squares we aint never hit licks here Clean up all the spots give you the routine for my skincare 2 br*cks of yola same stamp that's a twin pair Make your lady hold a bag for me don't be asking her what's in there Said they got br*cks man they some sick brehs Ill bring mine bet they can't bring theirs You said that you fly packs I asked they said you buy Z's Had the block like Harlem they say we f*ckin up society I can't be standing 'round for too long bro that sh*t gimme anxiety But I love taking the notes these aint for pages in my diary though I tired to dumb it down I find it hard its what we do If you heard that we flew br*cks out the yard its probably true Stop the music if im lying in the booth Dope boy they see the aura man they knew I tired to dumb it down I find it hard its what we do If you heard that we flew br*cks out the yard its probably true Stop the music if im lying in the booth Dope boy they see the aura man they knew I'm standing on it if I said it White tops like its a wedding Fly this bird without no credit Buy it then we sell it Her bredrin told her that I get it Now its for me she wanna spread it I aint replied though but I read it Cos I don't think she gets the message I don't smoke weed stop telling me to tap in And I don't sell it either br*cks of yola to examine Come and tell us what your line does we'll notice if you're capping If you spent the day with me you wouldn't believe that its just rapping Furthermore don't try lil bro me you don't get the bag Run a QM up in 6 weeks ask if I clear my tabs If she aint freeing it for me she's freeing it for rags Bro said he's riding with a SIG and he aint got no fags Im back and I aint slowing up N*ggas trolling on the net as if their money isn't slow enough They're surviving off a Z I don't even know how they're holding up My price already high but next year this sh*t going up
Writer(s): Devit Peposhi, Prodby Guap, Karlon Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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