Lyrics

I'm going in a Jay with the 3peat Deez niggas Ray Charles nun of em can see me Talking ASAP nigga no RiRi Put a dick in a nina now its strapped issa he she Get a nigga dipped DB 300 shots bang bang no Chief Keef Smash a nigga bitch for the free free But she know a nigga money long like Peachtree Fuck em Nawl I ain't showing no petty Busta Ion like yo rhymes not really Just play We getting on yo ass NO DIDDY Loveless Ion got a heart no feelings With both two feet ima stand on the business Diors on my feet but my pants Amiri Lil boys sit down when the man in the building Why you still talking when you been said period SHUT UP Gone ask the last one tried Pouring up the syrup I ain't measure no line Hit her from the back tryna brake a hoe spine Keep the flo mopped dey cant do no sliding Cant lie she fine she always lying Sharing is caring but ain't nun of em mine Been on my grind i can blow anytime Stacking this bread these rolls Hawaiian Chasing this pape Run that shit up and we play with the extras Name hold weight keep a bankroll fatter than Nutty Professor Its up with them niggas you see 'em wherever you catch em you stretch em Dressed in some Prada I knew when I met her this bitch was the devil Wanna fall out we can be onnat New Bentley coupe with the B onnat Was playing it cool but can be onnat Run thru the crew yea she onnat If he onnnat I'm riding with em so we onnat Switch on the blick got a tree on da back Deez niggas Saved by the Bell like Zach (ion fuck with no rats) Never let a shrimp nigga try you Who the fuck street fighting nigga I aint Ryu Type nigga I'll put the fye to Say thats yo twin well shid he can die too My bitch pussy bald like Caillou Serve me every time I pullup thru her drive thru Gone let a opp nigga try Booke I'm making every nigga in his fam go buy suits ARP's 223's big ass bullets these can go thru trees Been getting pape you can ask the OG's Shooting on crates we was betting on 3's Real P ion get caught In my feelings Don't diss me I aint Kendrick or Drizzy Put my name in a song when I see you ya finish These bitches like Siri all up in a nigga business Chasing this pape Run that shit up and we play with the extras Name hold weight keep a bankroll fatter than Nutty Professor Its up with them niggas you see 'em wherever you catch em you stretch em Dressed in some Prada I knew when I met her this bitch was the devil Wanna fall out we can be onnat New Bentley coupe with the B onnat Was playing it cool but can be onnat Run thru the crew yea she onnat If he onnnat im riding with em so we onnat Switch on the blick got a tree on da back Deez niggas Saved by the Bell like Zach (ion fuck with no rats)
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