In real life he a bitch but he be thugging on them songs
Never took the trip and left some brains out on the lawn
Why this bitch ass nigga stole from me I could've put him on
Now I gotta get his head splat cause my kinfolk want him gone
When your cousin died none of you bitch niggas took the ride
If them niggas said they did then all of them niggas lied
Scoreboard 5 and 0 make my young jit go out and go slide
Bullets hit his face I heard that shit popped out his eye
I've been moving with the mac
Pocket rocket in my bag
Ima dog lil bitch so when I f*ck just bend over that ass
Know a couple niggas mad cause they couldn't get me capped
All my opps are f*cking weird all they ever do is brag
Dont call my phone if it ain't bout cash
Cause I reject that shit fast
Last nigga who beefed with us, turned his bitch ass to pack
He a thug only on snap
When he showing off them straps
I thought nigga was strapped up
He ain't shoot when he got clapped
I send them shooters to your door if there's a issue
That Glock you talk about I hope you got it with you
I treat her like a mut so I gave that bitch a treat
Nigga talking silly now his body in the creek
A nigga disrespect and that bitch ass nigga dying
Aint shit to call them hittas boy you just another body
Real niggas move in silence but yall niggas making noise
Put your daddy Glock up nigga that shit ain't a toy
And nigga tried to short me so his head went through the ceiling
My brother got them sticks nigga touch me niggas drilling
I never met a nigga who wasn't down for the ride
I never met a nigga who ups the score before he slides
Spin that nigga block best believe my brothers with me
Hunnid round drum, I ain't leaving till its empty
I'm clutching on this forty cause this nigga acting tricky
And now he in the cloud, that's what he gets for f*cking with me
On my momma nigga
D&d Pack (feat. C.N.H. Mike) Video (MV)
Performed By: Goldenboyvlad
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: Michael Harris, Vladimir Medrano
Goldenboyvlad - D&d Pack (feat. C.N.H. Mike) Lyrics
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In real life he a bitch but he be thugging on them songs
Never took the trip and left some brains out on the lawn
Why this bitch ass nigga stole from me I could've put him on
Now I gotta get his head splat cause my kinfolk want him gone
When your cousin died none of you bitch niggas took the ride
If them niggas said they did then all of them niggas lied
Scoreboard 5 and 0 make my young jit go out and go slide
Bullets hit his face I heard that shit popped out his eye
I've been moving with the mac
Pocket rocket in my bag
Ima dog lil bitch so when I f*ck just bend over that ass
Know a couple niggas mad cause they couldn't get me capped
All my opps are f*cking weird all they ever do is brag
Dont call my phone if it ain't bout cash
Cause I reject that shit fast
Last nigga who beefed with us, turned his bitch ass to pack
He a thug only on snap
When he showing off them straps
I thought nigga was strapped up
He ain't shoot when he got clapped
I send them shooters to your door if there's a issue
That Glock you talk about I hope you got it with you
I treat her like a mut so I gave that bitch a treat
Nigga talking silly now his body in the creek
A nigga disrespect and that bitch ass nigga dying
Aint shit to call them hittas boy you just another body
Real niggas move in silence but yall niggas making noise
Put your daddy Glock up nigga that shit ain't a toy
And nigga tried to short me so his head went through the ceiling
My brother got them sticks nigga touch me niggas drilling
I never met a nigga who wasn't down for the ride
I never met a nigga who ups the score before he slides
Spin that nigga block best believe my brothers with me
Hunnid round drum, I ain't leaving till its empty
I'm clutching on this forty cause this nigga acting tricky
And now he in the cloud, that's what he gets for f*cking with me
On my momma nigga
Never took the trip and left some brains out on the lawn
Why this bitch ass nigga stole from me I could've put him on
Now I gotta get his head splat cause my kinfolk want him gone
When your cousin died none of you bitch niggas took the ride
If them niggas said they did then all of them niggas lied
Scoreboard 5 and 0 make my young jit go out and go slide
Bullets hit his face I heard that shit popped out his eye
I've been moving with the mac
Pocket rocket in my bag
Ima dog lil bitch so when I f*ck just bend over that ass
Know a couple niggas mad cause they couldn't get me capped
All my opps are f*cking weird all they ever do is brag
Dont call my phone if it ain't bout cash
Cause I reject that shit fast
Last nigga who beefed with us, turned his bitch ass to pack
He a thug only on snap
When he showing off them straps
I thought nigga was strapped up
He ain't shoot when he got clapped
I send them shooters to your door if there's a issue
That Glock you talk about I hope you got it with you
I treat her like a mut so I gave that bitch a treat
Nigga talking silly now his body in the creek
A nigga disrespect and that bitch ass nigga dying
Aint shit to call them hittas boy you just another body
Real niggas move in silence but yall niggas making noise
Put your daddy Glock up nigga that shit ain't a toy
And nigga tried to short me so his head went through the ceiling
My brother got them sticks nigga touch me niggas drilling
I never met a nigga who wasn't down for the ride
I never met a nigga who ups the score before he slides
Spin that nigga block best believe my brothers with me
Hunnid round drum, I ain't leaving till its empty
I'm clutching on this forty cause this nigga acting tricky
And now he in the cloud, that's what he gets for f*cking with me
On my momma nigga
Writer: Michael Harris, Vladimir Medrano
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid