Yeah
Woah
Dat right
Bulla uh
This my victory lap where the Hennessy at
I'ma need me a shot it's my last run
Got my mom where she wanted
I stack up to my hunnids
My girl she just tryna get her ass done
But me I be juggin' catch me in that hoodie
I'm all on the block til the traps come
Opps in the way I'ma clap cuz
Ask what happened to the last one
I pull up in a coupe its fast one
Said I won't f*ck on a fan this the last one
Ain't no regular hoes only bad ones
Junis told me just wait till the bagg come
Ayo Bulla we back on the bully
These niggas be pussy I bet that I drag one
All these bitches around gotta smash one
Never wife hoes we know that's dumb
Spark the wood now we smokin' on dead Opps
Screamin' free all my niggas the feds got
If I put down a play that's a headshot
You ain't no killer you givin' out leg shots
They could barely do that cuz I heard from my bro
In the trap he was slippin' no wet spot
All these shootin's be makin' the jects hot
Had to switch it up I know that da feds watch
Wake up in the morning your bitch in the kitchen
Butt naked she cookin' them eggs hot
Told'em come get a plate I know all of us ate
MOS got the streets and the headlock
Michael Jackson dem bitches still moon walk
Give a f*ck about what who thought
I told him watch out for his health
Cuz Brody out here smokin' niggas like they Newports
Who you think got the crown I'ma take that
Got a big gun and a face mask
Heard he sell bud well I take packs
I'm on I-95 no state tags
If you owe that man better pay that
Before he pay me only take cash
You my man for a hit you can pay half
Headshot off top cost eight flat
Uh word is they tryna spot me outside
Brody got them sticks he playin' hockey outside
And uh you know I can't be movin' sloppy outside
But I ain't seen'em once who said the opps be outside
Ayy bitch I'm an MVP
Pretty boy Floyd they envy me
Got a big-ass crib need MTV
Best thing from the hood since E-B-T
Got a thick-ass bitch feed her D
She love snow let her ski
The bet no good if it ain't on me
Gotta check on me put respect on me
Gotta check on me so da tech on me
Matter of fact think of me when you think of CT
Take a ride through my hood come and see what I see
Real pimp shit baby follow my lead
She need a real nigga that's all that she need
I'ma stay focused she rollin' the weed
Keep countin' them commas she know what I need
Countin' them commas she know what I need
Ayy I'm be in the trap all day all night
Make a flip take a trip whole gang on a flight
Bitch on my dick only stay for the night
But if bro got a ho we can trade it's ight
Niggas know that you pussy
I told'em on my down when they see you
They told me you scared for your life
If you shoot it up once gotta shoot it up twice
I ain't tellin' no rumors
I'm givin' advice
Woah
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Yeah
Woah
Dat right
Bulla uh
This my victory lap where the Hennessy at
I'ma need me a shot it's my last run
Got my mom where she wanted
I stack up to my hunnids
My girl she just tryna get her ass done
But me I be juggin' catch me in that hoodie
I'm all on the block til the traps come
Opps in the way I'ma clap cuz
Ask what happened to the last one
I pull up in a coupe its fast one
Said I won't f*ck on a fan this the last one
Ain't no regular hoes only bad ones
Junis told me just wait till the bagg come
Ayo Bulla we back on the bully
These niggas be pussy I bet that I drag one
All these bitches around gotta smash one
Never wife hoes we know that's dumb
Spark the wood now we smokin' on dead Opps
Screamin' free all my niggas the feds got
If I put down a play that's a headshot
You ain't no killer you givin' out leg shots
They could barely do that cuz I heard from my bro
In the trap he was slippin' no wet spot
All these shootin's be makin' the jects hot
Had to switch it up I know that da feds watch
Wake up in the morning your bitch in the kitchen
Butt naked she cookin' them eggs hot
Told'em come get a plate I know all of us ate
MOS got the streets and the headlock
Michael Jackson dem bitches still moon walk
Give a f*ck about what who thought
I told him watch out for his health
Cuz Brody out here smokin' niggas like they Newports
Who you think got the crown I'ma take that
Got a big gun and a face mask
Heard he sell bud well I take packs
I'm on I-95 no state tags
If you owe that man better pay that
Before he pay me only take cash
You my man for a hit you can pay half
Headshot off top cost eight flat
Uh word is they tryna spot me outside
Brody got them sticks he playin' hockey outside
And uh you know I can't be movin' sloppy outside
But I ain't seen'em once who said the opps be outside
Ayy bitch I'm an MVP
Pretty boy Floyd they envy me
Got a big-ass crib need MTV
Best thing from the hood since E-B-T
Got a thick-ass bitch feed her D
She love snow let her ski
The bet no good if it ain't on me
Gotta check on me put respect on me
Gotta check on me so da tech on me
Matter of fact think of me when you think of CT
Take a ride through my hood come and see what I see
Real pimp shit baby follow my lead
She need a real nigga that's all that she need
I'ma stay focused she rollin' the weed
Keep countin' them commas she know what I need
Countin' them commas she know what I need
Ayy I'm be in the trap all day all night
Make a flip take a trip whole gang on a flight
Bitch on my dick only stay for the night
But if bro got a ho we can trade it's ight
Niggas know that you pussy
I told'em on my down when they see you
They told me you scared for your life
If you shoot it up once gotta shoot it up twice
I ain't tellin' no rumors
I'm givin' advice
Woah
Woah
Dat right
Bulla uh
This my victory lap where the Hennessy at
I'ma need me a shot it's my last run
Got my mom where she wanted
I stack up to my hunnids
My girl she just tryna get her ass done
But me I be juggin' catch me in that hoodie
I'm all on the block til the traps come
Opps in the way I'ma clap cuz
Ask what happened to the last one
I pull up in a coupe its fast one
Said I won't f*ck on a fan this the last one
Ain't no regular hoes only bad ones
Junis told me just wait till the bagg come
Ayo Bulla we back on the bully
These niggas be pussy I bet that I drag one
All these bitches around gotta smash one
Never wife hoes we know that's dumb
Spark the wood now we smokin' on dead Opps
Screamin' free all my niggas the feds got
If I put down a play that's a headshot
You ain't no killer you givin' out leg shots
They could barely do that cuz I heard from my bro
In the trap he was slippin' no wet spot
All these shootin's be makin' the jects hot
Had to switch it up I know that da feds watch
Wake up in the morning your bitch in the kitchen
Butt naked she cookin' them eggs hot
Told'em come get a plate I know all of us ate
MOS got the streets and the headlock
Michael Jackson dem bitches still moon walk
Give a f*ck about what who thought
I told him watch out for his health
Cuz Brody out here smokin' niggas like they Newports
Who you think got the crown I'ma take that
Got a big gun and a face mask
Heard he sell bud well I take packs
I'm on I-95 no state tags
If you owe that man better pay that
Before he pay me only take cash
You my man for a hit you can pay half
Headshot off top cost eight flat
Uh word is they tryna spot me outside
Brody got them sticks he playin' hockey outside
And uh you know I can't be movin' sloppy outside
But I ain't seen'em once who said the opps be outside
Ayy bitch I'm an MVP
Pretty boy Floyd they envy me
Got a big-ass crib need MTV
Best thing from the hood since E-B-T
Got a thick-ass bitch feed her D
She love snow let her ski
The bet no good if it ain't on me
Gotta check on me put respect on me
Gotta check on me so da tech on me
Matter of fact think of me when you think of CT
Take a ride through my hood come and see what I see
Real pimp shit baby follow my lead
She need a real nigga that's all that she need
I'ma stay focused she rollin' the weed
Keep countin' them commas she know what I need
Countin' them commas she know what I need
Ayy I'm be in the trap all day all night
Make a flip take a trip whole gang on a flight
Bitch on my dick only stay for the night
But if bro got a ho we can trade it's ight
Niggas know that you pussy
I told'em on my down when they see you
They told me you scared for your life
If you shoot it up once gotta shoot it up twice
I ain't tellin' no rumors
I'm givin' advice
Woah
Writer: Britton Bragg
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid