Whole team got it on it's a met gala
Got his hoe and he didn't even wanna check bout it
Bag full of hunnids think it was a dead body
Y2K fit shirt ed hardy
Brand new shoes cost a arm and a leg shawty
Yeen f*cking with the swag you gone hear about it
Want smoke gotta killer leave you dead bout it
2 door coupe tryna swerve ina red rarri'
2 blunts stuffed take it straight to the head shawty
Off drugs i can't even feel my damn body
Way she back it up it gotta nigga here like damn shawty
Way that we be f*cking you would think i was ha man prolly
Typa nigga do some tricks wit yo main ho
Niggas getting slimed bout dese hoes i ain't never sorry
Geeked up and i can't feel no pain ho
Not tryna stress on a ho I got bigger problems
Yea i got bigger dreams
I put my heart and my soul in this shit i can't stop until I'm seeing bigger things
Momma say always stay focused cause these niggas always gone come try to intervene
Just tryna better myself i can't waste time throwing dirt on my enemies
Gotta bump back had to go change the swag cause I keep seeing so many mini mes
Know my young nigga strapped know that boy got back for theses niggas that's plotting and envy me
Know ima star see in my future you'd think i had an epiphany
I'm with the gang 10 toes down
Only one call they'll sin for me
I cannot show em no sympathy
I might just take her to Tiffany
Straight off the rip if he play then we killing em
F*ck it you know that we flipping em
Yeah he get zipped like some weed
Shy lil bit know she good on her knees
Push of a button don't need me no keys
Feel like I'm Veeze you not f*cking with me
When I hit from the back grab her hair why you running?
Hate when these hoes always making assumptions
Hop out the car and you know that I'm dumping
I extended the bag I ain't buy it for nun
That bitch f*cking off you gone die bout the hoe?
If you f*cking with mines Ima die bout the bro
Yeah nigga i'll slide for my brothers
I'm knocking you off ion care bout ya mother
Nigga ion care if she cry
Account full of numbers this shit like it's pi
If you not tryna f*ck then I'm telling you (telling ha bye)
If you not tryna f*ck then I'm telling you bye
Oh you not getting money you scraping up change
Only 18 and I'm switching them lanes nigga this shit is a Benz (huh)
I do not care bout no friends (yeah)
I do not care bout these bitches (yeah)
I'm tryna stack up my riches (uh)
Nigga it's in me not on me niggas not really yo homie
Niggas gon run in yo house nigga they leaving you homeless
Niggas pussy and lame like tenders these niggas really be boneless
Whole team got it on it's a met gala
Got his hoe and he didn't even wanna check bout it
Bag full of hunnids think it was a dead body
Y2K fit shirt ed hardy
Brand new shoes cost a arm and a leg shawty
Yeen f*cking with the swag you gone hear about it
Want smoke gotta killer leave you dead bout it
2 door coupe tryna swerve ina red rarri'
2 blunts stuffed take it straight to the head shawty
Off drugs i can't even feel my damn body
Way she back it up it gotta nigga here like damn shawty
Way that we be f*cking you would think i was ha man prolly
Typa nigga do some tricks wit yo main ho
Niggas getting slimed bout dese hoes i ain't never sorry
Geeked up and i can't feel no pain ho
Not tryna stress on a ho I got bigger problems
h8javo - met gala (feat. FMF Kaleb) Lyrics
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Whole team got it on it's a met gala
Got his hoe and he didn't even wanna check bout it
Bag full of hunnids think it was a dead body
Y2K fit shirt ed hardy
Brand new shoes cost a arm and a leg shawty
Yeen f*cking with the swag you gone hear about it
Want smoke gotta killer leave you dead bout it
2 door coupe tryna swerve ina red rarri'
2 blunts stuffed take it straight to the head shawty
Off drugs i can't even feel my damn body
Way she back it up it gotta nigga here like damn shawty
Way that we be f*cking you would think i was ha man prolly
Typa nigga do some tricks wit yo main ho
Niggas getting slimed bout dese hoes i ain't never sorry
Geeked up and i can't feel no pain ho
Not tryna stress on a ho I got bigger problems
Yea i got bigger dreams
I put my heart and my soul in this shit i can't stop until I'm seeing bigger things
Momma say always stay focused cause these niggas always gone come try to intervene
Just tryna better myself i can't waste time throwing dirt on my enemies
Gotta bump back had to go change the swag cause I keep seeing so many mini mes
Know my young nigga strapped know that boy got back for theses niggas that's plotting and envy me
Know ima star see in my future you'd think i had an epiphany
I'm with the gang 10 toes down
Only one call they'll sin for me
I cannot show em no sympathy
I might just take her to Tiffany
Straight off the rip if he play then we killing em
F*ck it you know that we flipping em
Yeah he get zipped like some weed
Shy lil bit know she good on her knees
Push of a button don't need me no keys
Feel like I'm Veeze you not f*cking with me
When I hit from the back grab her hair why you running?
Hate when these hoes always making assumptions
Hop out the car and you know that I'm dumping
I extended the bag I ain't buy it for nun
That bitch f*cking off you gone die bout the hoe?
If you f*cking with mines Ima die bout the bro
Yeah nigga i'll slide for my brothers
I'm knocking you off ion care bout ya mother
Nigga ion care if she cry
Account full of numbers this shit like it's pi
If you not tryna f*ck then I'm telling you (telling ha bye)
If you not tryna f*ck then I'm telling you bye
Oh you not getting money you scraping up change
Only 18 and I'm switching them lanes nigga this shit is a Benz (huh)
I do not care bout no friends (yeah)
I do not care bout these bitches (yeah)
I'm tryna stack up my riches (uh)
Nigga it's in me not on me niggas not really yo homie
Niggas gon run in yo house nigga they leaving you homeless
Niggas pussy and lame like tenders these niggas really be boneless
Whole team got it on it's a met gala
Got his hoe and he didn't even wanna check bout it
Bag full of hunnids think it was a dead body
Y2K fit shirt ed hardy
Brand new shoes cost a arm and a leg shawty
Yeen f*cking with the swag you gone hear about it
Want smoke gotta killer leave you dead bout it
2 door coupe tryna swerve ina red rarri'
2 blunts stuffed take it straight to the head shawty
Off drugs i can't even feel my damn body
Way she back it up it gotta nigga here like damn shawty
Way that we be f*cking you would think i was ha man prolly
Typa nigga do some tricks wit yo main ho
Niggas getting slimed bout dese hoes i ain't never sorry
Geeked up and i can't feel no pain ho
Not tryna stress on a ho I got bigger problems
Got his hoe and he didn't even wanna check bout it
Bag full of hunnids think it was a dead body
Y2K fit shirt ed hardy
Brand new shoes cost a arm and a leg shawty
Yeen f*cking with the swag you gone hear about it
Want smoke gotta killer leave you dead bout it
2 door coupe tryna swerve ina red rarri'
2 blunts stuffed take it straight to the head shawty
Off drugs i can't even feel my damn body
Way she back it up it gotta nigga here like damn shawty
Way that we be f*cking you would think i was ha man prolly
Typa nigga do some tricks wit yo main ho
Niggas getting slimed bout dese hoes i ain't never sorry
Geeked up and i can't feel no pain ho
Not tryna stress on a ho I got bigger problems
Yea i got bigger dreams
I put my heart and my soul in this shit i can't stop until I'm seeing bigger things
Momma say always stay focused cause these niggas always gone come try to intervene
Just tryna better myself i can't waste time throwing dirt on my enemies
Gotta bump back had to go change the swag cause I keep seeing so many mini mes
Know my young nigga strapped know that boy got back for theses niggas that's plotting and envy me
Know ima star see in my future you'd think i had an epiphany
I'm with the gang 10 toes down
Only one call they'll sin for me
I cannot show em no sympathy
I might just take her to Tiffany
Straight off the rip if he play then we killing em
F*ck it you know that we flipping em
Yeah he get zipped like some weed
Shy lil bit know she good on her knees
Push of a button don't need me no keys
Feel like I'm Veeze you not f*cking with me
When I hit from the back grab her hair why you running?
Hate when these hoes always making assumptions
Hop out the car and you know that I'm dumping
I extended the bag I ain't buy it for nun
That bitch f*cking off you gone die bout the hoe?
If you f*cking with mines Ima die bout the bro
Yeah nigga i'll slide for my brothers
I'm knocking you off ion care bout ya mother
Nigga ion care if she cry
Account full of numbers this shit like it's pi
If you not tryna f*ck then I'm telling you (telling ha bye)
If you not tryna f*ck then I'm telling you bye
Oh you not getting money you scraping up change
Only 18 and I'm switching them lanes nigga this shit is a Benz (huh)
I do not care bout no friends (yeah)
I do not care bout these bitches (yeah)
I'm tryna stack up my riches (uh)
Nigga it's in me not on me niggas not really yo homie
Niggas gon run in yo house nigga they leaving you homeless
Niggas pussy and lame like tenders these niggas really be boneless
Whole team got it on it's a met gala
Got his hoe and he didn't even wanna check bout it
Bag full of hunnids think it was a dead body
Y2K fit shirt ed hardy
Brand new shoes cost a arm and a leg shawty
Yeen f*cking with the swag you gone hear about it
Want smoke gotta killer leave you dead bout it
2 door coupe tryna swerve ina red rarri'
2 blunts stuffed take it straight to the head shawty
Off drugs i can't even feel my damn body
Way she back it up it gotta nigga here like damn shawty
Way that we be f*cking you would think i was ha man prolly
Typa nigga do some tricks wit yo main ho
Niggas getting slimed bout dese hoes i ain't never sorry
Geeked up and i can't feel no pain ho
Not tryna stress on a ho I got bigger problems
Writer: javo keef
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