Drvco - Bella Lyrics

Bad bitch like Latifah she gone set it off
I felt some undercover envy coming from my dawg
Hope he don't try me like a lick cause imma let it off
You steady clutchin on that stick you need a set it down
Yean no top shotta
The feds kicked in my mama door looking for narcotics
I just got smoke and for this shit I paid the top dollar
I just wan know why all dese niggas think they don daddas
No they don't want no problems
With this ratchet imma fool
Quick to give a bit the blues
Designer jacket match the shoes
Ain't really have it back in school
My li bitch so sassy nasty don't approach her cause she rude
Imma nut all in my bunny she can't get pregnant tied her tubes
Ian no crip but I'm just tryna see a whole lot more of dem blues
It's on my hip and if a nigga play I'm puttin em on da news
Imma ball fa every bitch that wanted to see a nigga lose
I was born for all this shit can't let you knock me off my groove

I don't know why my heart so heavy
Flood out all my diamonds yea my wrist so wetty
Too real for this rap shit i can't do no soul selling
I keep tryna love her but my heart won't let me
Tell that lil boy come and get up on my level
That lil hoe gone turn her back on you that's if you let her
She keep tryna cuff me like police I'm tryna sell her
I got a lil paper I want more so I can't settle
I can't tell you her government but I just call her Bella

My plug he from da west side
If it ain't that I send it back I need da best kind
I'm tryna pick up my lil package wrap it just right
If you playin with that dope you gone get chastised
She keep askin where we goin baby just ride
My big cousin still in prison servin fed time
Why dese niggas sleep on me it must be bed time
I just talked to baby j he tryna commit a crime
I told em settle down
We gone get this money but he say we need it now
He ready to crash he tryna do some staking out
All my niggas use to trappin out a vacant house
When lil one stomach empty he gone come and snake you out

I don't know why my heart so heavy
Flood out all my diamonds yea my wrist so wetty
Too real for this rap shit I can't do no soul selling
I keep tryna love her but my heart won't let me
Tell that lil boy come and get up on my level
That lil hoe gone turn her back on you that's if you let her
She keep tryna cuff me like police I'm tryna sell her
I got a lil paper I want more so I can't settle
I can't tell you her government but I just call her Bella