Huh, niggas ain't talking bout shit bitch
I know he's a busta
I know he ain't doing shit
Pull up f*ck the truck up
Swerving round in big whips
I know he a broke boy
Niggas ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
She like how I'm stacking up
I like how she back it up
.45 gon' f*ck 'em up
I'm swerving buckle up
She riding me just like a Hummer
Archive girl she like Tumblr
My jeans Undercover
My tee Balenciaga
My team full of riders
Pull up bitch you'll get popped up
We toting up them llamas
We ready for that drama
Lil' sweet girl she like Lana
I got money in the bank no Baka
Fake niggas round me, nada
Money disappear come back like tada
Like Uzi bitch, for real for real for real
All my diamonds shining bright on me, for real for real for real
Try your luck I keep a steel lil bitch, for real for real for real
You'll get popped just like a pill lil bitch, for real for real for real
All my niggas ready to go for me they down to catch a kill
I feel like Wayne I'm cashing out I'm stacking up about a mill
If I don't see no strips on my paper I don't want that bill
My brodie pouring some thick shit up in his cup he broke the seal
And I feel just like I'm Cena
Ain't bout money I don't see ya
I'm serving round in an SRT lil' baby this ain't no Kia
And I'm staying ten toes they can't get me that's all facts nigga no printer
And I change my fit every hour got Chrome for breakfast and Rick for dinner
I said they mad that I'm winning
Yeah, I'm winning niggas wanna be with it
They can't get with it
Trackhawk whipping
Push a hundred in a sixty
I can't stress about no bitches
My shit so ill, I caught a sickness
Huh, niggas ain't talking bout shit bitch
I know he's a busta
I know he ain't doing shit
Pull up f*ck the truck up
Swerving round in big whips
I know he a broke boy
Niggas ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
Designer Music bitch!
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Huh, niggas ain't talking bout shit bitch
I know he's a busta
I know he ain't doing shit
Pull up f*ck the truck up
Swerving round in big whips
I know he a broke boy
Niggas ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
She like how I'm stacking up
I like how she back it up
.45 gon' f*ck 'em up
I'm swerving buckle up
She riding me just like a Hummer
Archive girl she like Tumblr
My jeans Undercover
My tee Balenciaga
My team full of riders
Pull up bitch you'll get popped up
We toting up them llamas
We ready for that drama
Lil' sweet girl she like Lana
I got money in the bank no Baka
Fake niggas round me, nada
Money disappear come back like tada
Like Uzi bitch, for real for real for real
All my diamonds shining bright on me, for real for real for real
Try your luck I keep a steel lil bitch, for real for real for real
You'll get popped just like a pill lil bitch, for real for real for real
All my niggas ready to go for me they down to catch a kill
I feel like Wayne I'm cashing out I'm stacking up about a mill
If I don't see no strips on my paper I don't want that bill
My brodie pouring some thick shit up in his cup he broke the seal
And I feel just like I'm Cena
Ain't bout money I don't see ya
I'm serving round in an SRT lil' baby this ain't no Kia
And I'm staying ten toes they can't get me that's all facts nigga no printer
And I change my fit every hour got Chrome for breakfast and Rick for dinner
I said they mad that I'm winning
Yeah, I'm winning niggas wanna be with it
They can't get with it
Trackhawk whipping
Push a hundred in a sixty
I can't stress about no bitches
My shit so ill, I caught a sickness
Huh, niggas ain't talking bout shit bitch
I know he's a busta
I know he ain't doing shit
Pull up f*ck the truck up
Swerving round in big whips
I know he a broke boy
Niggas ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
Designer Music bitch!
I know he's a busta
I know he ain't doing shit
Pull up f*ck the truck up
Swerving round in big whips
I know he a broke boy
Niggas ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
She like how I'm stacking up
I like how she back it up
.45 gon' f*ck 'em up
I'm swerving buckle up
She riding me just like a Hummer
Archive girl she like Tumblr
My jeans Undercover
My tee Balenciaga
My team full of riders
Pull up bitch you'll get popped up
We toting up them llamas
We ready for that drama
Lil' sweet girl she like Lana
I got money in the bank no Baka
Fake niggas round me, nada
Money disappear come back like tada
Like Uzi bitch, for real for real for real
All my diamonds shining bright on me, for real for real for real
Try your luck I keep a steel lil bitch, for real for real for real
You'll get popped just like a pill lil bitch, for real for real for real
All my niggas ready to go for me they down to catch a kill
I feel like Wayne I'm cashing out I'm stacking up about a mill
If I don't see no strips on my paper I don't want that bill
My brodie pouring some thick shit up in his cup he broke the seal
And I feel just like I'm Cena
Ain't bout money I don't see ya
I'm serving round in an SRT lil' baby this ain't no Kia
And I'm staying ten toes they can't get me that's all facts nigga no printer
And I change my fit every hour got Chrome for breakfast and Rick for dinner
I said they mad that I'm winning
Yeah, I'm winning niggas wanna be with it
They can't get with it
Trackhawk whipping
Push a hundred in a sixty
I can't stress about no bitches
My shit so ill, I caught a sickness
Huh, niggas ain't talking bout shit bitch
I know he's a busta
I know he ain't doing shit
Pull up f*ck the truck up
Swerving round in big whips
I know he a broke boy
Niggas ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
He ain't making no noise
Designer Music bitch!
Writer: James Eady
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