Stop playin wit me nigga stop playing
I came in this bitch thuggin wit me mans
And on my command shawty gone spazz out
With Drayman Green lil nigga gone air it out
And when I'm done wit that hoe
It's back to the trap house
My lil nigga at the door wit that stick out
And I f*ck wit shawty cuz he don't talk a lot
Kick the hoes out the spot
Cuz they talk to a lot
Why tf you bring a out of towner
To the trap spot
Uncle Samed his ass taxed him
Hit em wit dat f*ck nigga fee
And ion owe nobody shit
Think you gone eat off me
A whole bunch a hittas round me
Who don't play bout me
F*cked the bitch round 1 o clock
And I was done by 3
Ima Real pimp Nigga boy that bitch paid me
Wtf wrong wit her thought I was f*cking for free
Wit this rap shit I go brazy
Lil nigga ima beast
Cut a couple niggas off
Cuz all they did was leached
Disrespect The TrapBayBe
Yo ass will be in a creek
CSI won't find yo stupid ass til after some weeks
See they made sidewalks for y'all niggas that ain't street
We ain't wit that internet beef
Ima catch yo ass in them streets
I know gutta ass bitches
That'll wipe a nigga nose
Like he gone the sniffles
My lil nigga on them perks
He eat them shits like they skittles
Oreo box Chevy wit the cream interior
Im the donda top shotta I'm superior
Niggas steady be nagging like bitches I ain't hearing them
And I got the Heart of a lion
So you Can't put no fear in him
And I'm on the righteous path
Yeah the road to riches
I rather count a bankroll then be worried bout these bitches
All my real niggas cheering for me
Hoping I make it
And if I wanted dat shit my nigga I would've sholl nuff taken it
C had them chicken dead fr
I seen him baking them
Real authentic nigga dawg
Boy It ain't no snake in him
These rap ass niggas cap niggas boy
I see the fake in these lil niggas boy
And When I blow up
I swear it ain't no cloning him
And ima stand tall on all ten
For what I what I believe in
And if you ain't f*cking this
You a hoe then
Jack hit my jack for a f*cking zip
I told em meet on the strip
Everything for sale
Boy This shit here gotta go
Play just hit my phone told em meet me amoco
Had to meet my young bull at the hood store
He was trying re up
He needed some more dro
Fed ex the f*cking pack
This that Cali dro
Strong ass gas
She was coughing laying on the floor
She a real stoner she got up and hit it some more
At End of day I gotta great view of from the top floor
And If Big SS was Suge
I'm PAC and nigga this Death Row
And If that bitch play wit me
Then I put my hand round her throat
Cuz it Ain't no talking crazy to me
I had to let that bitch know
And That situation wasn't good for me
I had to let it go
And Y'all gone acknowledge me cuz im gone be the goat
And Im the hardest nigga rapping and that's fasho
No RHQ What you think this shit is a game?
Pull up with them choppas my nigga & let them bitches go bang
Headed I-20West in that Vett switching lanes
Thugged out nigga I'm gone forever be the same
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Stop playin wit me nigga stop playing
I came in this bitch thuggin wit me mans
And on my command shawty gone spazz out
With Drayman Green lil nigga gone air it out
And when I'm done wit that hoe
It's back to the trap house
My lil nigga at the door wit that stick out
And I f*ck wit shawty cuz he don't talk a lot
Kick the hoes out the spot
Cuz they talk to a lot
Why tf you bring a out of towner
To the trap spot
Uncle Samed his ass taxed him
Hit em wit dat f*ck nigga fee
And ion owe nobody shit
Think you gone eat off me
A whole bunch a hittas round me
Who don't play bout me
F*cked the bitch round 1 o clock
And I was done by 3
Ima Real pimp Nigga boy that bitch paid me
Wtf wrong wit her thought I was f*cking for free
Wit this rap shit I go brazy
Lil nigga ima beast
Cut a couple niggas off
Cuz all they did was leached
Disrespect The TrapBayBe
Yo ass will be in a creek
CSI won't find yo stupid ass til after some weeks
See they made sidewalks for y'all niggas that ain't street
We ain't wit that internet beef
Ima catch yo ass in them streets
I know gutta ass bitches
That'll wipe a nigga nose
Like he gone the sniffles
My lil nigga on them perks
He eat them shits like they skittles
Oreo box Chevy wit the cream interior
Im the donda top shotta I'm superior
Niggas steady be nagging like bitches I ain't hearing them
And I got the Heart of a lion
So you Can't put no fear in him
And I'm on the righteous path
Yeah the road to riches
I rather count a bankroll then be worried bout these bitches
All my real niggas cheering for me
Hoping I make it
And if I wanted dat shit my nigga I would've sholl nuff taken it
C had them chicken dead fr
I seen him baking them
Real authentic nigga dawg
Boy It ain't no snake in him
These rap ass niggas cap niggas boy
I see the fake in these lil niggas boy
And When I blow up
I swear it ain't no cloning him
And ima stand tall on all ten
For what I what I believe in
And if you ain't f*cking this
You a hoe then
Jack hit my jack for a f*cking zip
I told em meet on the strip
Everything for sale
Boy This shit here gotta go
Play just hit my phone told em meet me amoco
Had to meet my young bull at the hood store
He was trying re up
He needed some more dro
Fed ex the f*cking pack
This that Cali dro
Strong ass gas
She was coughing laying on the floor
She a real stoner she got up and hit it some more
At End of day I gotta great view of from the top floor
And If Big SS was Suge
I'm PAC and nigga this Death Row
And If that bitch play wit me
Then I put my hand round her throat
Cuz it Ain't no talking crazy to me
I had to let that bitch know
And That situation wasn't good for me
I had to let it go
And Y'all gone acknowledge me cuz im gone be the goat
And Im the hardest nigga rapping and that's fasho
No RHQ What you think this shit is a game?
Pull up with them choppas my nigga & let them bitches go bang
Headed I-20West in that Vett switching lanes
Thugged out nigga I'm gone forever be the same
I came in this bitch thuggin wit me mans
And on my command shawty gone spazz out
With Drayman Green lil nigga gone air it out
And when I'm done wit that hoe
It's back to the trap house
My lil nigga at the door wit that stick out
And I f*ck wit shawty cuz he don't talk a lot
Kick the hoes out the spot
Cuz they talk to a lot
Why tf you bring a out of towner
To the trap spot
Uncle Samed his ass taxed him
Hit em wit dat f*ck nigga fee
And ion owe nobody shit
Think you gone eat off me
A whole bunch a hittas round me
Who don't play bout me
F*cked the bitch round 1 o clock
And I was done by 3
Ima Real pimp Nigga boy that bitch paid me
Wtf wrong wit her thought I was f*cking for free
Wit this rap shit I go brazy
Lil nigga ima beast
Cut a couple niggas off
Cuz all they did was leached
Disrespect The TrapBayBe
Yo ass will be in a creek
CSI won't find yo stupid ass til after some weeks
See they made sidewalks for y'all niggas that ain't street
We ain't wit that internet beef
Ima catch yo ass in them streets
I know gutta ass bitches
That'll wipe a nigga nose
Like he gone the sniffles
My lil nigga on them perks
He eat them shits like they skittles
Oreo box Chevy wit the cream interior
Im the donda top shotta I'm superior
Niggas steady be nagging like bitches I ain't hearing them
And I got the Heart of a lion
So you Can't put no fear in him
And I'm on the righteous path
Yeah the road to riches
I rather count a bankroll then be worried bout these bitches
All my real niggas cheering for me
Hoping I make it
And if I wanted dat shit my nigga I would've sholl nuff taken it
C had them chicken dead fr
I seen him baking them
Real authentic nigga dawg
Boy It ain't no snake in him
These rap ass niggas cap niggas boy
I see the fake in these lil niggas boy
And When I blow up
I swear it ain't no cloning him
And ima stand tall on all ten
For what I what I believe in
And if you ain't f*cking this
You a hoe then
Jack hit my jack for a f*cking zip
I told em meet on the strip
Everything for sale
Boy This shit here gotta go
Play just hit my phone told em meet me amoco
Had to meet my young bull at the hood store
He was trying re up
He needed some more dro
Fed ex the f*cking pack
This that Cali dro
Strong ass gas
She was coughing laying on the floor
She a real stoner she got up and hit it some more
At End of day I gotta great view of from the top floor
And If Big SS was Suge
I'm PAC and nigga this Death Row
And If that bitch play wit me
Then I put my hand round her throat
Cuz it Ain't no talking crazy to me
I had to let that bitch know
And That situation wasn't good for me
I had to let it go
And Y'all gone acknowledge me cuz im gone be the goat
And Im the hardest nigga rapping and that's fasho
No RHQ What you think this shit is a game?
Pull up with them choppas my nigga & let them bitches go bang
Headed I-20West in that Vett switching lanes
Thugged out nigga I'm gone forever be the same
Writer: DeAndre Caldwell
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