Yea they tried to stop me won't hold a bitch hostage wont fall for the gossip she wanna dig in my pockets
Don't give af if you laughing ima bring this cash in I been heard you was a has been wanna get up im blasting
Carry the stick it's tragic Beamer whip I had it it was one of the classics but now I want me a new one
Touch on a piece it's a cool one diamonds hang from my neck got water like laguna owe the bread I collect
Pull up & I'll shoot ya I'm flexing with the tech I'm not getting pressed I'm not getting rest up all day putting that work in
Make moves in the whip I'm swerving in the morning with the birds chirping gotta go I'm in a hurry
Won't repeat myself if you didn't heard me sipping on pink Kirby curve dat bitch like cursive
I'm getting money on purpose she get money too we perfect she got racks in her purses cut off the head of a serpent
Yea they tried to stop me won't hold a bitch hostage wont fall for the gossip she wanna dig in my pockets
It ain't nothing to pull up with Glockys bullets flying flocking im with a bitch who gothic she can be alil toxic wearing all black at the mosh pit
On the low I keep me a stick pull up me you can hit yea I talk alil bit of shit try me you can get stitched
Took your bitch we got hitched I'm a alien stitch born with too many gifts better get on the wave gotta align with the shift
Yea they gonna know my name yours is gone with the wind don't judge me for my sins I was just born in skin
But it didn't happen yesterday way too smart for my own damn good I was in the dirt like I want more mud
She calling me later she want more wood you a should've could've would've type nigga get kicked out of your hood type nigga
Ima Pop out the woods and pull some triggers wasn't good in math but I had some figures she got fat ass she gon pull down her bridges
Gotta stay locked in can't burn no bridges she showing that ass ima kiss it give her the dick she miss it the things we do explicit im known to be alil reckless
Yea they tried to stop me won't hold a bitch hostage wont fall for the gossip she wanna dig in my pockets
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Yea they tried to stop me won't hold a bitch hostage wont fall for the gossip she wanna dig in my pockets
Don't give af if you laughing ima bring this cash in I been heard you was a has been wanna get up im blasting
Carry the stick it's tragic Beamer whip I had it it was one of the classics but now I want me a new one
Touch on a piece it's a cool one diamonds hang from my neck got water like laguna owe the bread I collect
Pull up & I'll shoot ya I'm flexing with the tech I'm not getting pressed I'm not getting rest up all day putting that work in
Make moves in the whip I'm swerving in the morning with the birds chirping gotta go I'm in a hurry
Won't repeat myself if you didn't heard me sipping on pink Kirby curve dat bitch like cursive
I'm getting money on purpose she get money too we perfect she got racks in her purses cut off the head of a serpent
Yea they tried to stop me won't hold a bitch hostage wont fall for the gossip she wanna dig in my pockets
It ain't nothing to pull up with Glockys bullets flying flocking im with a bitch who gothic she can be alil toxic wearing all black at the mosh pit
On the low I keep me a stick pull up me you can hit yea I talk alil bit of shit try me you can get stitched
Took your bitch we got hitched I'm a alien stitch born with too many gifts better get on the wave gotta align with the shift
Yea they gonna know my name yours is gone with the wind don't judge me for my sins I was just born in skin
But it didn't happen yesterday way too smart for my own damn good I was in the dirt like I want more mud
She calling me later she want more wood you a should've could've would've type nigga get kicked out of your hood type nigga
Ima Pop out the woods and pull some triggers wasn't good in math but I had some figures she got fat ass she gon pull down her bridges
Gotta stay locked in can't burn no bridges she showing that ass ima kiss it give her the dick she miss it the things we do explicit im known to be alil reckless
Yea they tried to stop me won't hold a bitch hostage wont fall for the gossip she wanna dig in my pockets
Don't give af if you laughing ima bring this cash in I been heard you was a has been wanna get up im blasting
Carry the stick it's tragic Beamer whip I had it it was one of the classics but now I want me a new one
Touch on a piece it's a cool one diamonds hang from my neck got water like laguna owe the bread I collect
Pull up & I'll shoot ya I'm flexing with the tech I'm not getting pressed I'm not getting rest up all day putting that work in
Make moves in the whip I'm swerving in the morning with the birds chirping gotta go I'm in a hurry
Won't repeat myself if you didn't heard me sipping on pink Kirby curve dat bitch like cursive
I'm getting money on purpose she get money too we perfect she got racks in her purses cut off the head of a serpent
Yea they tried to stop me won't hold a bitch hostage wont fall for the gossip she wanna dig in my pockets
It ain't nothing to pull up with Glockys bullets flying flocking im with a bitch who gothic she can be alil toxic wearing all black at the mosh pit
On the low I keep me a stick pull up me you can hit yea I talk alil bit of shit try me you can get stitched
Took your bitch we got hitched I'm a alien stitch born with too many gifts better get on the wave gotta align with the shift
Yea they gonna know my name yours is gone with the wind don't judge me for my sins I was just born in skin
But it didn't happen yesterday way too smart for my own damn good I was in the dirt like I want more mud
She calling me later she want more wood you a should've could've would've type nigga get kicked out of your hood type nigga
Ima Pop out the woods and pull some triggers wasn't good in math but I had some figures she got fat ass she gon pull down her bridges
Gotta stay locked in can't burn no bridges she showing that ass ima kiss it give her the dick she miss it the things we do explicit im known to be alil reckless
Yea they tried to stop me won't hold a bitch hostage wont fall for the gossip she wanna dig in my pockets
Writer: Daijon Griffin
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