Ain't pressin da beef but all my thugs they love too Spark heat
Tryna run up this bag Bt will come get Yu in a Heart beat
He was ridin da passenger choppa blew him to the car seat
Cant do nun partially foot on the gas till he depart me
Childhood hardly still member days we couldn't have feast
A wonderful feeling too look around an see my dogs eat
We closer to winning shit I envisioned since them tall tees
No f*cks really given we to da bag up in Top speed
Drop d's on every single tooth bitch boss cheese
Boss me a fast lane nigga all across seas
Lifestyle expensive f*ck rentin bitch I copped these
Can't wait till I can pull up ona nickel Ina drop beam
Ina rich a gang full of brothers we ain't got teams
Big weed an all up in dat soda bitch we drop lean
Steer clear from rollas cuz dat jail shit we dont need
Jus tryna touch some bands supplying all dat my girls need
Fast lane an we talk Bag talk
If Yu cant comprehend... blast off
Gotta say Dis shit again I let this blast off
Den I blast off blast off
She love da bring up all dem broke days I can never recollect it
Now I'm gettin to the bag an that's where all my time invested
Pussies nigga talkin reckless gne be new new for yo necklace
We jus tryna see success but please don't end up on dat checklist
Nigga tryna touch chicken politicin like elections
Chasing bags got my heart an So I lack to show affection
Hoes be ona nigga line cuz I'm quiet keep em guessin
Nigga always outta time Yu get mine den dats a blessing
When Yu out here beatin death Yu kinda move wit some agression
Ina streets before the beats don't take me back to my profession
Keep glock cuz I prefer dat plastic over smith an wessen
Come an play an I won't hesitate to send Yu to a
Reverend
Tryna walk in what I'm destined ima be a living legend
In dese vans an Dese slim fits don't get the wrong impression
Off the hippa wit dis weapon shit get crackin in a second
Only shooters Ina lane so I suggest don't disrespect it
Fast lane an we talk Bag talk
If Yu cant comprehend... blast off
Gotta say Dis shit again I let this blast off
Den I blast off blast off
Fast lane an we talk Bag talk
If Yu cant comprehend... blast off
Gotta say Dis shit again I let this blast off
Den I blast off blast off
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Ain't pressin da beef but all my thugs they love too Spark heat
Tryna run up this bag Bt will come get Yu in a Heart beat
He was ridin da passenger choppa blew him to the car seat
Cant do nun partially foot on the gas till he depart me
Childhood hardly still member days we couldn't have feast
A wonderful feeling too look around an see my dogs eat
We closer to winning shit I envisioned since them tall tees
No f*cks really given we to da bag up in Top speed
Drop d's on every single tooth bitch boss cheese
Boss me a fast lane nigga all across seas
Lifestyle expensive f*ck rentin bitch I copped these
Can't wait till I can pull up ona nickel Ina drop beam
Ina rich a gang full of brothers we ain't got teams
Big weed an all up in dat soda bitch we drop lean
Steer clear from rollas cuz dat jail shit we dont need
Jus tryna touch some bands supplying all dat my girls need
Fast lane an we talk Bag talk
If Yu cant comprehend... blast off
Gotta say Dis shit again I let this blast off
Den I blast off blast off
She love da bring up all dem broke days I can never recollect it
Now I'm gettin to the bag an that's where all my time invested
Pussies nigga talkin reckless gne be new new for yo necklace
We jus tryna see success but please don't end up on dat checklist
Nigga tryna touch chicken politicin like elections
Chasing bags got my heart an So I lack to show affection
Hoes be ona nigga line cuz I'm quiet keep em guessin
Nigga always outta time Yu get mine den dats a blessing
When Yu out here beatin death Yu kinda move wit some agression
Ina streets before the beats don't take me back to my profession
Keep glock cuz I prefer dat plastic over smith an wessen
Come an play an I won't hesitate to send Yu to a
Reverend
Tryna walk in what I'm destined ima be a living legend
In dese vans an Dese slim fits don't get the wrong impression
Off the hippa wit dis weapon shit get crackin in a second
Only shooters Ina lane so I suggest don't disrespect it
Fast lane an we talk Bag talk
If Yu cant comprehend... blast off
Gotta say Dis shit again I let this blast off
Den I blast off blast off
Fast lane an we talk Bag talk
If Yu cant comprehend... blast off
Gotta say Dis shit again I let this blast off
Den I blast off blast off
Tryna run up this bag Bt will come get Yu in a Heart beat
He was ridin da passenger choppa blew him to the car seat
Cant do nun partially foot on the gas till he depart me
Childhood hardly still member days we couldn't have feast
A wonderful feeling too look around an see my dogs eat
We closer to winning shit I envisioned since them tall tees
No f*cks really given we to da bag up in Top speed
Drop d's on every single tooth bitch boss cheese
Boss me a fast lane nigga all across seas
Lifestyle expensive f*ck rentin bitch I copped these
Can't wait till I can pull up ona nickel Ina drop beam
Ina rich a gang full of brothers we ain't got teams
Big weed an all up in dat soda bitch we drop lean
Steer clear from rollas cuz dat jail shit we dont need
Jus tryna touch some bands supplying all dat my girls need
Fast lane an we talk Bag talk
If Yu cant comprehend... blast off
Gotta say Dis shit again I let this blast off
Den I blast off blast off
She love da bring up all dem broke days I can never recollect it
Now I'm gettin to the bag an that's where all my time invested
Pussies nigga talkin reckless gne be new new for yo necklace
We jus tryna see success but please don't end up on dat checklist
Nigga tryna touch chicken politicin like elections
Chasing bags got my heart an So I lack to show affection
Hoes be ona nigga line cuz I'm quiet keep em guessin
Nigga always outta time Yu get mine den dats a blessing
When Yu out here beatin death Yu kinda move wit some agression
Ina streets before the beats don't take me back to my profession
Keep glock cuz I prefer dat plastic over smith an wessen
Come an play an I won't hesitate to send Yu to a
Reverend
Tryna walk in what I'm destined ima be a living legend
In dese vans an Dese slim fits don't get the wrong impression
Off the hippa wit dis weapon shit get crackin in a second
Only shooters Ina lane so I suggest don't disrespect it
Fast lane an we talk Bag talk
If Yu cant comprehend... blast off
Gotta say Dis shit again I let this blast off
Den I blast off blast off
Fast lane an we talk Bag talk
If Yu cant comprehend... blast off
Gotta say Dis shit again I let this blast off
Den I blast off blast off
Writer: Dennis Robinson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave