Fumble you a pack and you gon show me whatchu worth
Pushing through the traffic you gon have to handle you some work
Fumble you a pack and you gon show me whatchu worth
Pushing through the traffic you gon have to handle you some work
Field wrecker at an all time high check the turf
You gon bead around the bush and imma start a fire
Glizzy on me at the show and imma start a riot aye
Empty out your f*cking wallets 'fore them hollows start flying
I know real quiet shooters from around the way
Who will touch you up for cheap and bring your f*cking head back in today
Uh I ain't got be scream into the mic I kill em softly
I do a walkthrough these butches follow
Get em off me
I'm hating from inside the club cuz that's the life when you bossy
I look like Frank Sinatra with the mafioso posey
Double cup inside my hand it's filled with black coffee
F*ck the ace of spades I'm in there drinking hot sawkey
It's only right I do I'm wearing Nissy Miaki
I don't give a f*ck I got the right to be cocky it beats
Being a kid who thinks the f*cking world owes me
I get it in where I can you wait on your big homie
I'd rather live fast I don't need to die slowly
I'd rather live fast I don't need to die slowly
Nah forreal I cut you off when you speak
Just to show that talk is cheap
Riding 'round all in a Jeep yeah yeah
Watch em flea yeah yeah
They know me yeah yeah
Fumble you a pack and you gon show me whatchu worth
Pushing through the traffic you gon have to handle you some work
Field wrecker at an all time high check the turf
You gon bead around the bush and imma start a fire
Glizzy on me at the show and imma start a riot aye
Empty out your f*cking wallets 'fore them hollows start flying
I know real quiet shooters from around the way
Who will touch you up for cheap and bring your f*cking head back in today
Fumble you a pack and you gon show me whatchu worth
Pushing through the traffic you gon have to handle you some work
Nigga f*ck you
F*ck ya granny
F*ck ya cousin, ya auntie
Ya left nut, the right one, the middle one for you weirdos
F*ck all that shit nigga I been getting money baby
Getting big, Big kin
Killing shit big pin paper nigga
F*ck you if you ain't my nigga Imani
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Imani Semaj - Your Worth (Outro) Lyrics
Imani Semaj - Your Worth (Outro) Lyrics
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Fumble you a pack and you gon show me whatchu worth
Pushing through the traffic you gon have to handle you some work
Fumble you a pack and you gon show me whatchu worth
Pushing through the traffic you gon have to handle you some work
Field wrecker at an all time high check the turf
You gon bead around the bush and imma start a fire
Glizzy on me at the show and imma start a riot aye
Empty out your f*cking wallets 'fore them hollows start flying
I know real quiet shooters from around the way
Who will touch you up for cheap and bring your f*cking head back in today
Uh I ain't got be scream into the mic I kill em softly
I do a walkthrough these butches follow
Get em off me
I'm hating from inside the club cuz that's the life when you bossy
I look like Frank Sinatra with the mafioso posey
Double cup inside my hand it's filled with black coffee
F*ck the ace of spades I'm in there drinking hot sawkey
It's only right I do I'm wearing Nissy Miaki
I don't give a f*ck I got the right to be cocky it beats
Being a kid who thinks the f*cking world owes me
I get it in where I can you wait on your big homie
I'd rather live fast I don't need to die slowly
I'd rather live fast I don't need to die slowly
Nah forreal I cut you off when you speak
Just to show that talk is cheap
Riding 'round all in a Jeep yeah yeah
Watch em flea yeah yeah
They know me yeah yeah
Fumble you a pack and you gon show me whatchu worth
Pushing through the traffic you gon have to handle you some work
Field wrecker at an all time high check the turf
You gon bead around the bush and imma start a fire
Glizzy on me at the show and imma start a riot aye
Empty out your f*cking wallets 'fore them hollows start flying
I know real quiet shooters from around the way
Who will touch you up for cheap and bring your f*cking head back in today
Fumble you a pack and you gon show me whatchu worth
Pushing through the traffic you gon have to handle you some work
Nigga f*ck you
F*ck ya granny
F*ck ya cousin, ya auntie
Ya left nut, the right one, the middle one for you weirdos
F*ck all that shit nigga I been getting money baby
Getting big, Big kin
Killing shit big pin paper nigga
F*ck you if you ain't my nigga Imani
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Pushing through the traffic you gon have to handle you some work
Fumble you a pack and you gon show me whatchu worth
Pushing through the traffic you gon have to handle you some work
Field wrecker at an all time high check the turf
You gon bead around the bush and imma start a fire
Glizzy on me at the show and imma start a riot aye
Empty out your f*cking wallets 'fore them hollows start flying
I know real quiet shooters from around the way
Who will touch you up for cheap and bring your f*cking head back in today
Uh I ain't got be scream into the mic I kill em softly
I do a walkthrough these butches follow
Get em off me
I'm hating from inside the club cuz that's the life when you bossy
I look like Frank Sinatra with the mafioso posey
Double cup inside my hand it's filled with black coffee
F*ck the ace of spades I'm in there drinking hot sawkey
It's only right I do I'm wearing Nissy Miaki
I don't give a f*ck I got the right to be cocky it beats
Being a kid who thinks the f*cking world owes me
I get it in where I can you wait on your big homie
I'd rather live fast I don't need to die slowly
I'd rather live fast I don't need to die slowly
Nah forreal I cut you off when you speak
Just to show that talk is cheap
Riding 'round all in a Jeep yeah yeah
Watch em flea yeah yeah
They know me yeah yeah
Fumble you a pack and you gon show me whatchu worth
Pushing through the traffic you gon have to handle you some work
Field wrecker at an all time high check the turf
You gon bead around the bush and imma start a fire
Glizzy on me at the show and imma start a riot aye
Empty out your f*cking wallets 'fore them hollows start flying
I know real quiet shooters from around the way
Who will touch you up for cheap and bring your f*cking head back in today
Fumble you a pack and you gon show me whatchu worth
Pushing through the traffic you gon have to handle you some work
Nigga f*ck you
F*ck ya granny
F*ck ya cousin, ya auntie
Ya left nut, the right one, the middle one for you weirdos
F*ck all that shit nigga I been getting money baby
Getting big, Big kin
Killing shit big pin paper nigga
F*ck you if you ain't my nigga Imani
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Writer: Imani Rangel
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid