What happened to your man's
Why picture on the tee
We know what happened to your man
We put him on crime in the D
I heard you want your link back
It ain't hard to find me
And I always got it on me
You ain't gotta remind me
It's goin on two years nigga
Come and get your link back
I'm tired of f*ckin' this bitch
You can have your bitch back
He tryna box in the winter
He gon' get gift wrapped
He said, sorry I was trappin
Nigga, you don't even trap
Tryna beef in my hood, they gon' catch you pumpin' gas
This hoe settin' niggas up, I guess they dyin' for the ass
Your man got popped and ran, in the school, he died in the class
Your man thought he was number one, when he died, he was last
You going lie with my opps, you gone get popped with him
He said, nigga, I'm just a fan, put his ass died with him
If you a opp, nigga, don't come outside, cause we plottin'
My nigga said he left from stankin', I just left a nigga riotin'
It's cuddy said he really on your ass, and it's just that
I'm really gettin' money, I might cop me a Vet
These niggas really pussy, only tough on the net
That money on your head, and I'ma come get me a check
What happened to your man's
Why picture on the tee
We know what happened to your man
We put him on crime in the D
I heard you want your link back
It ain't hard to find me
And I always got it on me
You ain't gotta remind me
It's goin on two years nigga
Come and get your link back
I'm tired of f*ckin' this bitch
You can have your bitch back
He tryna box in the winter
He gon' get gift wrapped
He said, sorry I was trappin
Nigga, you don't even trap
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What happened to your man's
Why picture on the tee
We know what happened to your man
We put him on crime in the D
I heard you want your link back
It ain't hard to find me
And I always got it on me
You ain't gotta remind me
It's goin on two years nigga
Come and get your link back
I'm tired of f*ckin' this bitch
You can have your bitch back
He tryna box in the winter
He gon' get gift wrapped
He said, sorry I was trappin
Nigga, you don't even trap
Tryna beef in my hood, they gon' catch you pumpin' gas
This hoe settin' niggas up, I guess they dyin' for the ass
Your man got popped and ran, in the school, he died in the class
Your man thought he was number one, when he died, he was last
You going lie with my opps, you gone get popped with him
He said, nigga, I'm just a fan, put his ass died with him
If you a opp, nigga, don't come outside, cause we plottin'
My nigga said he left from stankin', I just left a nigga riotin'
It's cuddy said he really on your ass, and it's just that
I'm really gettin' money, I might cop me a Vet
These niggas really pussy, only tough on the net
That money on your head, and I'ma come get me a check
What happened to your man's
Why picture on the tee
We know what happened to your man
We put him on crime in the D
I heard you want your link back
It ain't hard to find me
And I always got it on me
You ain't gotta remind me
It's goin on two years nigga
Come and get your link back
I'm tired of f*ckin' this bitch
You can have your bitch back
He tryna box in the winter
He gon' get gift wrapped
He said, sorry I was trappin
Nigga, you don't even trap
Why picture on the tee
We know what happened to your man
We put him on crime in the D
I heard you want your link back
It ain't hard to find me
And I always got it on me
You ain't gotta remind me
It's goin on two years nigga
Come and get your link back
I'm tired of f*ckin' this bitch
You can have your bitch back
He tryna box in the winter
He gon' get gift wrapped
He said, sorry I was trappin
Nigga, you don't even trap
Tryna beef in my hood, they gon' catch you pumpin' gas
This hoe settin' niggas up, I guess they dyin' for the ass
Your man got popped and ran, in the school, he died in the class
Your man thought he was number one, when he died, he was last
You going lie with my opps, you gone get popped with him
He said, nigga, I'm just a fan, put his ass died with him
If you a opp, nigga, don't come outside, cause we plottin'
My nigga said he left from stankin', I just left a nigga riotin'
It's cuddy said he really on your ass, and it's just that
I'm really gettin' money, I might cop me a Vet
These niggas really pussy, only tough on the net
That money on your head, and I'ma come get me a check
What happened to your man's
Why picture on the tee
We know what happened to your man
We put him on crime in the D
I heard you want your link back
It ain't hard to find me
And I always got it on me
You ain't gotta remind me
It's goin on two years nigga
Come and get your link back
I'm tired of f*ckin' this bitch
You can have your bitch back
He tryna box in the winter
He gon' get gift wrapped
He said, sorry I was trappin
Nigga, you don't even trap
Writer: Quentez Mckinney
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid