Bust the gun with my roller they handing it over, I never been sober
Plus my bitch really colder it's two sticks on each side of the rover
It's 2 o clock she gone send me the dot, dot, just like a colon
I'm in the mood to go f*ck up Strokers, get it off bags like Kroger
I was so geeked up, in the back of the back, smoking thrax yeah the za pack
Shawty shoes untied, she keep on tripping, I need you to stop that
Feel like a monster, feel like a mobster
Feel like a monster, feel like a mobster
Nigga can't tell me nothing
Nigga can't tell me nothing
Nigga can't tell me nothing
BlacBoy middle name stunt
BlacBoy pull his own stunts
Throwaway glock no rust
AMG filled up with must
Throwaway feelings I don't trust
I'm in the back geeked up counting money from last week, oh what a feeling
I'm on the backstreet, D Wade I pack heat, me and my boys make a killing
Go take a backseat, you'll never pass me, they hear the cap in your riddles
Geek in this bitch like I took me a dose of some Ritalin, Ritalin, bounce if you feeling me
We in this bitch and we fresh as a f*ck, nigga broke as a joke tell me who is you kidding man
My nigga snake, he slime out his slat, that cutthroat business, we bite down venomous
Wipe down, Vetements, stick in the letterman
Bust the gun with my roller they handing it over, I never been sober
Plus my bitch really colder it's two sticks on each side of the rover
It's 2 o clock she gone send me the dot, dot, just like a colon
I'm in the mood to go f*ck up Strokers, get it off bags like Kroger
I was so geeked up, in the back of the back, smoking thrax yeah the za pack
Shawty shoes untied, she keep on tripping, I need you to stop that
Feel like a monster, feel like a mobster
Feel like a monster, feel like a mobster
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Bust the gun with my roller they handing it over, I never been sober
Plus my bitch really colder it's two sticks on each side of the rover
It's 2 o clock she gone send me the dot, dot, just like a colon
I'm in the mood to go f*ck up Strokers, get it off bags like Kroger
I was so geeked up, in the back of the back, smoking thrax yeah the za pack
Shawty shoes untied, she keep on tripping, I need you to stop that
Feel like a monster, feel like a mobster
Feel like a monster, feel like a mobster
Nigga can't tell me nothing
Nigga can't tell me nothing
Nigga can't tell me nothing
BlacBoy middle name stunt
BlacBoy pull his own stunts
Throwaway glock no rust
AMG filled up with must
Throwaway feelings I don't trust
I'm in the back geeked up counting money from last week, oh what a feeling
I'm on the backstreet, D Wade I pack heat, me and my boys make a killing
Go take a backseat, you'll never pass me, they hear the cap in your riddles
Geek in this bitch like I took me a dose of some Ritalin, Ritalin, bounce if you feeling me
We in this bitch and we fresh as a f*ck, nigga broke as a joke tell me who is you kidding man
My nigga snake, he slime out his slat, that cutthroat business, we bite down venomous
Wipe down, Vetements, stick in the letterman
Bust the gun with my roller they handing it over, I never been sober
Plus my bitch really colder it's two sticks on each side of the rover
It's 2 o clock she gone send me the dot, dot, just like a colon
I'm in the mood to go f*ck up Strokers, get it off bags like Kroger
I was so geeked up, in the back of the back, smoking thrax yeah the za pack
Shawty shoes untied, she keep on tripping, I need you to stop that
Feel like a monster, feel like a mobster
Feel like a monster, feel like a mobster
Plus my bitch really colder it's two sticks on each side of the rover
It's 2 o clock she gone send me the dot, dot, just like a colon
I'm in the mood to go f*ck up Strokers, get it off bags like Kroger
I was so geeked up, in the back of the back, smoking thrax yeah the za pack
Shawty shoes untied, she keep on tripping, I need you to stop that
Feel like a monster, feel like a mobster
Feel like a monster, feel like a mobster
Nigga can't tell me nothing
Nigga can't tell me nothing
Nigga can't tell me nothing
BlacBoy middle name stunt
BlacBoy pull his own stunts
Throwaway glock no rust
AMG filled up with must
Throwaway feelings I don't trust
I'm in the back geeked up counting money from last week, oh what a feeling
I'm on the backstreet, D Wade I pack heat, me and my boys make a killing
Go take a backseat, you'll never pass me, they hear the cap in your riddles
Geek in this bitch like I took me a dose of some Ritalin, Ritalin, bounce if you feeling me
We in this bitch and we fresh as a f*ck, nigga broke as a joke tell me who is you kidding man
My nigga snake, he slime out his slat, that cutthroat business, we bite down venomous
Wipe down, Vetements, stick in the letterman
Bust the gun with my roller they handing it over, I never been sober
Plus my bitch really colder it's two sticks on each side of the rover
It's 2 o clock she gone send me the dot, dot, just like a colon
I'm in the mood to go f*ck up Strokers, get it off bags like Kroger
I was so geeked up, in the back of the back, smoking thrax yeah the za pack
Shawty shoes untied, she keep on tripping, I need you to stop that
Feel like a monster, feel like a mobster
Feel like a monster, feel like a mobster
Writer: Darian D.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid