Dope Gwalla - Iffy Lyrics

Gwalla, Gwalla
Bitch, Whoa

I can't trust a soul niggas too iffy
Bitch it's been f*ck the opps & who wit em'
Smoking gas yeah that cookie goes for 250
Don't be thinking I'm a stain up this doohickey
Yeah little baby I'm the shit what you gone do with me
Cuz when you got it all they ain't too picky
Yeah you hating incase I blow they acting cool with me
When I had to take them loses you ain't lose with me, Gang

A lot of niggas changed on me only carry big bills I don't keep no change on me
Swervin' chicken in the trenches I got all my chains on me
Skrt skrt in vert for all the days it rained on me
Niggas bitches I'm scared of who you niggas bugging
Twelve be on Instagram all the opps be keyboard thugging
Instagram live got niggas snitching to the public
Whole lotta sneak dissing til' they meet the repercussions
Location dropper niggas might pop up
Just might hit you and your partners
These niggas knock us because they not us
You ain't get no dollars I only prosper

I can't trust a soul niggas too iffy
Bitch it's been f*ck the opps & who wit em'
Smoking gas yeah that cookie goes for 250
Don't be thinking I'm a stain up this doohickey
Yeah little baby I'm the shit what you gone do with me
Cuz when you got it all they ain't too picky
Yeah you hating incase I blow they acting cool with me
When I had to take them loses you ain't lose with me, Gang

All you niggas lames
Skrt skrt watch your homie they been switching lanes
Playing police games niggas giving names
Gotta move different all you nigga's in the way
Turf stomping in these Balis while I'm out In Cali
Oh you're loafing and you're holding caught him in the alley
You ain't putting in no work get the f*ck from around me
Backwoods full of good smoking O.G. Maui
I just made a few bands before you punching in a clock
Got it off the land all i know is gwap
Don't worry about what's in my cuz because probably wock
Nigga I just poured a eight up in a exotic pop

I can't trust a soul niggas too iffy
Bitch it's been f*ck the opps & who wit em'
Smoking gas yeah that cookie goes for 250
Don't be thinking I'm a stain up this doohickey
Yeah little baby I'm the shit what you gone do with me
Cuz when you got it all they ain't too picky
Yeah you hating incase I blow they acting cool with me
When I had to take them loses you ain't lose with me, Gang