Wait
Got a pocket rocket, not a Glock 27
It's a big 40 Cal, bitch
You finna need a Reverend
Aiming at your head, if I miss, it was a blessing
Niggas want smoke, but it's mid
I ain't stressing
Saw him with his kid
One shot, I could've smoked him
I ain't got the Blammy on me, bitch
I'll poke you
Treat his ass like Baby Boy
I'll choke you
Put him in the headlock
Make your bitch bedrock
Giving her the pipe
She gon' eat it til her jaw lock
Don't forget the balls..
BOP
Johnny tried to chase me on foot
He a mall cop
Ain't none of you niggas got this shit on lock
Playing with my mind, little bitch
So it's f*ck you
All I want is dough
Getting money like a trucker
Lollipop ass niggas treated like a sucker
Can't trust no bitch if she let other niggas touch her
Bitch can't hang, cause I'm something like a king
If you can't act right, then how the f*ck you wanna ring
Bitch ain't my lover
You could Beat It Billie Jean
Call up my crony
I'ma have him bleed the scene
All I got is money
I'm just trying to get us rich
Can't f*ck with hoe niggas
Give a f*ck about a bitch
Shot him out the matrix
His whole brain glitched
Do the impossible like Kim
What's the sitch
Can't find you, then I'm looking for his partner
Only thing I'm chasing is a motherf*cking comma
Hit sis once, now I'm trying to hit the momma
Bomb head only baby
Give me that Osama
Why the f*ck you worried bout the money that I'm earning
Bitch, I'm a hot-head
Your pussy just burning
Who tryna make a play
If you asking, I'm confirming
Hard time explaining how I feel, but I'm learning
Riding round town with a four pound and a pound of weed
Drank in my cup and these fiends won't stop calling me
Road rage
I'm racing down the ave
I'm hella mad
I might pop a nigga just for telling niggas that he's stalling me
Bet I get to trippin, you ain't bout it
Make a dumb decision
Pull up, drop the lo
Why you acting like a hoe
How you tryna be the homie
Then you try to back door
Gemini, f*ck Cancer
I'll Cap a corny nigga cause
I'm still with all the Smoke
Niggas take me as a joke
Taurus need to catch a rape charge
It stay horny, nigga, so it loves a Scorpio
Shooting like a torpedo
Knock the cream filling out a bitch nigga Oreo
Ran up in the nigga house
Where the f*ck did Corey go
Stacking enchilada
Count Ciabatta moral of the story though
Aye
Bitch owe me
He hit my Paypal
Bad intentions
I'ma hit you with the fake smile
Drumline B2 with this K-Round
Cannon had him dancing like Omarion
Smoke clear and I'll be gone
Vanish to Mexico with the homies speaking Spanish
Stop to Texaco getting gas in Houston
You ain't getting to it what you been doing stupid
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Wait
Got a pocket rocket, not a Glock 27
It's a big 40 Cal, bitch
You finna need a Reverend
Aiming at your head, if I miss, it was a blessing
Niggas want smoke, but it's mid
I ain't stressing
Saw him with his kid
One shot, I could've smoked him
I ain't got the Blammy on me, bitch
I'll poke you
Treat his ass like Baby Boy
I'll choke you
Put him in the headlock
Make your bitch bedrock
Giving her the pipe
She gon' eat it til her jaw lock
Don't forget the balls..
BOP
Johnny tried to chase me on foot
He a mall cop
Ain't none of you niggas got this shit on lock
Playing with my mind, little bitch
So it's f*ck you
All I want is dough
Getting money like a trucker
Lollipop ass niggas treated like a sucker
Can't trust no bitch if she let other niggas touch her
Bitch can't hang, cause I'm something like a king
If you can't act right, then how the f*ck you wanna ring
Bitch ain't my lover
You could Beat It Billie Jean
Call up my crony
I'ma have him bleed the scene
All I got is money
I'm just trying to get us rich
Can't f*ck with hoe niggas
Give a f*ck about a bitch
Shot him out the matrix
His whole brain glitched
Do the impossible like Kim
What's the sitch
Can't find you, then I'm looking for his partner
Only thing I'm chasing is a motherf*cking comma
Hit sis once, now I'm trying to hit the momma
Bomb head only baby
Give me that Osama
Why the f*ck you worried bout the money that I'm earning
Bitch, I'm a hot-head
Your pussy just burning
Who tryna make a play
If you asking, I'm confirming
Hard time explaining how I feel, but I'm learning
Riding round town with a four pound and a pound of weed
Drank in my cup and these fiends won't stop calling me
Road rage
I'm racing down the ave
I'm hella mad
I might pop a nigga just for telling niggas that he's stalling me
Bet I get to trippin, you ain't bout it
Make a dumb decision
Pull up, drop the lo
Why you acting like a hoe
How you tryna be the homie
Then you try to back door
Gemini, f*ck Cancer
I'll Cap a corny nigga cause
I'm still with all the Smoke
Niggas take me as a joke
Taurus need to catch a rape charge
It stay horny, nigga, so it loves a Scorpio
Shooting like a torpedo
Knock the cream filling out a bitch nigga Oreo
Ran up in the nigga house
Where the f*ck did Corey go
Stacking enchilada
Count Ciabatta moral of the story though
Aye
Bitch owe me
He hit my Paypal
Bad intentions
I'ma hit you with the fake smile
Drumline B2 with this K-Round
Cannon had him dancing like Omarion
Smoke clear and I'll be gone
Vanish to Mexico with the homies speaking Spanish
Stop to Texaco getting gas in Houston
You ain't getting to it what you been doing stupid
Got a pocket rocket, not a Glock 27
It's a big 40 Cal, bitch
You finna need a Reverend
Aiming at your head, if I miss, it was a blessing
Niggas want smoke, but it's mid
I ain't stressing
Saw him with his kid
One shot, I could've smoked him
I ain't got the Blammy on me, bitch
I'll poke you
Treat his ass like Baby Boy
I'll choke you
Put him in the headlock
Make your bitch bedrock
Giving her the pipe
She gon' eat it til her jaw lock
Don't forget the balls..
BOP
Johnny tried to chase me on foot
He a mall cop
Ain't none of you niggas got this shit on lock
Playing with my mind, little bitch
So it's f*ck you
All I want is dough
Getting money like a trucker
Lollipop ass niggas treated like a sucker
Can't trust no bitch if she let other niggas touch her
Bitch can't hang, cause I'm something like a king
If you can't act right, then how the f*ck you wanna ring
Bitch ain't my lover
You could Beat It Billie Jean
Call up my crony
I'ma have him bleed the scene
All I got is money
I'm just trying to get us rich
Can't f*ck with hoe niggas
Give a f*ck about a bitch
Shot him out the matrix
His whole brain glitched
Do the impossible like Kim
What's the sitch
Can't find you, then I'm looking for his partner
Only thing I'm chasing is a motherf*cking comma
Hit sis once, now I'm trying to hit the momma
Bomb head only baby
Give me that Osama
Why the f*ck you worried bout the money that I'm earning
Bitch, I'm a hot-head
Your pussy just burning
Who tryna make a play
If you asking, I'm confirming
Hard time explaining how I feel, but I'm learning
Riding round town with a four pound and a pound of weed
Drank in my cup and these fiends won't stop calling me
Road rage
I'm racing down the ave
I'm hella mad
I might pop a nigga just for telling niggas that he's stalling me
Bet I get to trippin, you ain't bout it
Make a dumb decision
Pull up, drop the lo
Why you acting like a hoe
How you tryna be the homie
Then you try to back door
Gemini, f*ck Cancer
I'll Cap a corny nigga cause
I'm still with all the Smoke
Niggas take me as a joke
Taurus need to catch a rape charge
It stay horny, nigga, so it loves a Scorpio
Shooting like a torpedo
Knock the cream filling out a bitch nigga Oreo
Ran up in the nigga house
Where the f*ck did Corey go
Stacking enchilada
Count Ciabatta moral of the story though
Aye
Bitch owe me
He hit my Paypal
Bad intentions
I'ma hit you with the fake smile
Drumline B2 with this K-Round
Cannon had him dancing like Omarion
Smoke clear and I'll be gone
Vanish to Mexico with the homies speaking Spanish
Stop to Texaco getting gas in Houston
You ain't getting to it what you been doing stupid
Writer: Darius Kearney
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid