Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Woah
Shordy bad, she can get everything up in the section
I don't- Idon't f*ck with snake hoes, don't bring them in my direction
All my business be disclosed, I can't f*ck 'round with no peasant
Try to show me up, treat your ass a lesson
Send you right to heaven
I got nines and elevens
And hell no, nah I'm no killer
I just don't play games with no nigga
I'm just big up on my figures
Quick to crop you out the picture
I done lost so many niggas
It don't bother me lil' nigga
I got used to it lil' nigga
It feel normal now lil' nigga
More money comin' in
Less f*cking friends
I'd rather be alone
Then dead up in the penn
These niggas try to use you
You need to pay attention
And learn how all these niggas move off of first impression
My shordy tried to warn me bout them niggas, I ain't listen
She tried to show me all the signs, but I'll never get it
She hate when I talk 'bout them guns, but shell never get it
These niggas moving wierd of in the streets, I need a smithen
Wesson, for testing
Leave a nigga right up on the curb 'cause he ain't check in
Walk around up in the crib with 'lenciaga on, I'm flexing
I got mulitple checks
Put my money all on bread, and it's nothing less
Try to play me 'bout my money, shots up at your neck
Give my family all I got, till it's nothing less
Been grinding since a youngin' I'm a die for my respect
It's KB bitch 4L, disrespect, shots at your chest
I did a lot of shit, I'm still alive I'm so blessed
I'm top three and I'm three through one, I'm the best
Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Woah
Shordy- Shordy bad, she can get everything up in the section
I don't f*ck with snake hoes, don't bring them in my direction
All my business be disclosed, I can't f*ck 'round with no peasant
Said I'm top three and I'm three through one
Shordy fine as hell, she hot like the sun
Acting like you hard bitch, where's your f*cking gun?
All my- all my niggas we don't play, walk 'round with them drums
We don't- we don't give no f*cks, take that breath up out your lungs
We gon'- we gon' handle all the problems, we ain't no punks
223's eat your bitch ass for lunch
Go and link my babygirl, yeah she know wassup
If you ain't really 'bout it, go ahead and run
Yelling out yadigg while I light you like a blunt
Told you I'm the shit I ain't talking bout no runs, huh
Said I'm top three and I'm three through one
Shordy fine as hell, she hot like the sun
Acting like you hard bitch, where's your f*cking gun?
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Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Woah
Shordy bad, she can get everything up in the section
I don't- Idon't f*ck with snake hoes, don't bring them in my direction
All my business be disclosed, I can't f*ck 'round with no peasant
Try to show me up, treat your ass a lesson
Send you right to heaven
I got nines and elevens
And hell no, nah I'm no killer
I just don't play games with no nigga
I'm just big up on my figures
Quick to crop you out the picture
I done lost so many niggas
It don't bother me lil' nigga
I got used to it lil' nigga
It feel normal now lil' nigga
More money comin' in
Less f*cking friends
I'd rather be alone
Then dead up in the penn
These niggas try to use you
You need to pay attention
And learn how all these niggas move off of first impression
My shordy tried to warn me bout them niggas, I ain't listen
She tried to show me all the signs, but I'll never get it
She hate when I talk 'bout them guns, but shell never get it
These niggas moving wierd of in the streets, I need a smithen
Wesson, for testing
Leave a nigga right up on the curb 'cause he ain't check in
Walk around up in the crib with 'lenciaga on, I'm flexing
I got mulitple checks
Put my money all on bread, and it's nothing less
Try to play me 'bout my money, shots up at your neck
Give my family all I got, till it's nothing less
Been grinding since a youngin' I'm a die for my respect
It's KB bitch 4L, disrespect, shots at your chest
I did a lot of shit, I'm still alive I'm so blessed
I'm top three and I'm three through one, I'm the best
Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Woah
Shordy- Shordy bad, she can get everything up in the section
I don't f*ck with snake hoes, don't bring them in my direction
All my business be disclosed, I can't f*ck 'round with no peasant
Said I'm top three and I'm three through one
Shordy fine as hell, she hot like the sun
Acting like you hard bitch, where's your f*cking gun?
All my- all my niggas we don't play, walk 'round with them drums
We don't- we don't give no f*cks, take that breath up out your lungs
We gon'- we gon' handle all the problems, we ain't no punks
223's eat your bitch ass for lunch
Go and link my babygirl, yeah she know wassup
If you ain't really 'bout it, go ahead and run
Yelling out yadigg while I light you like a blunt
Told you I'm the shit I ain't talking bout no runs, huh
Said I'm top three and I'm three through one
Shordy fine as hell, she hot like the sun
Acting like you hard bitch, where's your f*cking gun?
Yadigg
Yadigg
Woah
Shordy bad, she can get everything up in the section
I don't- Idon't f*ck with snake hoes, don't bring them in my direction
All my business be disclosed, I can't f*ck 'round with no peasant
Try to show me up, treat your ass a lesson
Send you right to heaven
I got nines and elevens
And hell no, nah I'm no killer
I just don't play games with no nigga
I'm just big up on my figures
Quick to crop you out the picture
I done lost so many niggas
It don't bother me lil' nigga
I got used to it lil' nigga
It feel normal now lil' nigga
More money comin' in
Less f*cking friends
I'd rather be alone
Then dead up in the penn
These niggas try to use you
You need to pay attention
And learn how all these niggas move off of first impression
My shordy tried to warn me bout them niggas, I ain't listen
She tried to show me all the signs, but I'll never get it
She hate when I talk 'bout them guns, but shell never get it
These niggas moving wierd of in the streets, I need a smithen
Wesson, for testing
Leave a nigga right up on the curb 'cause he ain't check in
Walk around up in the crib with 'lenciaga on, I'm flexing
I got mulitple checks
Put my money all on bread, and it's nothing less
Try to play me 'bout my money, shots up at your neck
Give my family all I got, till it's nothing less
Been grinding since a youngin' I'm a die for my respect
It's KB bitch 4L, disrespect, shots at your chest
I did a lot of shit, I'm still alive I'm so blessed
I'm top three and I'm three through one, I'm the best
Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
Woah
Shordy- Shordy bad, she can get everything up in the section
I don't f*ck with snake hoes, don't bring them in my direction
All my business be disclosed, I can't f*ck 'round with no peasant
Said I'm top three and I'm three through one
Shordy fine as hell, she hot like the sun
Acting like you hard bitch, where's your f*cking gun?
All my- all my niggas we don't play, walk 'round with them drums
We don't- we don't give no f*cks, take that breath up out your lungs
We gon'- we gon' handle all the problems, we ain't no punks
223's eat your bitch ass for lunch
Go and link my babygirl, yeah she know wassup
If you ain't really 'bout it, go ahead and run
Yelling out yadigg while I light you like a blunt
Told you I'm the shit I ain't talking bout no runs, huh
Said I'm top three and I'm three through one
Shordy fine as hell, she hot like the sun
Acting like you hard bitch, where's your f*cking gun?
Writer: James Eady
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