678moody - 50 Secs (feat. Young Tre) Lyrics

I'm in the mix like kool aid ice tea bitch wanna sip my woah hold up
I don't wanna talk with y'all no more ain't money don't hit my phone hold on
Cash on the line like a hook that's fire
Shawty gonna sing my songs yea
Bitch gotta fit till she sit on my dick, now the fit change just clothes hoe
Tryna figure me out but there's more to my mind if you don't know ask my foes woah
Ima chill for the day get faded, the income still home
Smoke till my eyes close
Shawty wanna give me
Wake up a new day dick on blast shawty here wanna give me dome
Bake up a new jay high at the function i don't these folks
People imitate like robot copy here like clones
Magic trick nigga f*ck with me turn invisible friendly ghost

I'm in the mix like kool ice tea
Bitch can't hit my dope
Hold up
Ion wanna talk to these niggas if ain't bout money don't hit my
You still stuck in the same mix wit the same niggas ain't gettin no money
Dat hoe let me pipe on the first day
Said she don't care for love
All yo feelings just a dub and you be high up off the drugs so wassup
Trynna f*ck woah
Trynna figure me out but it's more ways
Baby you ain't reach that level
I be high of several
I get high wit seven
Bake up a new jay high at the function I don't feel these hoes
People imitate like duplicate see all the clones
I see thru these niggas like all really just some ghost
Look once then we gone
Baby that's the way it goes