Jro713 - 713 Bars Lyrics

Demons right nxt to my side i be sinnin too much to have angels
And if i cant pop at you niggas then ima run up on you bitches and strangle you
Bitches be comin in dozens but we just be f*cking, so dont ask me nothing

I dont know yo name im just calling you bubbles jus cause you be poppin and bussin

And im wit my niggas we drip every season
We goto the mall and we clean it
And i got that ice on me baby im feelin like yella, my wrist is anemic.

She used to be hating but now she be tweakin
And wanna eat all my semen, i jus want the money
I love all my fans but i know that them niggas cant feel me

I know they hear me real clear cuz a real nigga here and he talkin his shit
And a yung nigga ball wit a bag santa claus
And yo bitch like my drawls cause she on my dick

And im neva gon stop and these niggas gon flop
They say that they pop but they aint poppin shit

And I got sum niggas from texas
They really be flexin, bitch who is u checkin

Bitch im so hot like a fernace dont give me no jewerlery ill melt all the ice off
These niggas aint spittin no heat and these gangstas be scared like a kid wen the lights off
And im takin my time with the shit
It pay off at the end of the day wen them flights off
And im Up in the streets then im up onna stage in designer im takin my mikes off

Give her that dick and now she cryin
Pull off in rarris no u cant find me
I gotta glock fa whoever dat try me
Dont come to houston that shit it get grimey

I jus be high off this earth ya highness
I jus be countin em checks no minus
F*ck on yo bitch and i dip she whining
Niggas be sayin they rich and they lyin

Hotel five stars and my wraith coupe it got stars in em
I aint really give no f*ck about this rap shit til i hopped in and i started spittin
None of these bitches would look my way until one day a nigga jus started shittin
Now alla these bitches want favors but bck inna day they wouldnt give me a penny

Young nigga chasin the bag and im straight outta jail cuz i like to race
Bitch im the king of the rev nigga f*ck wat u said cuz my niggas all gotta plate

And Im sippin dat red and i might end up dead
Cuz im runnin from lights onna interstate

Idc if u blue idc if u red, cuz the same cops want us dead anyway

Ay throw that bitch, throw that bitch, throw that stick out
GANG NIGGA, You dont speak about what you live about

Ay throw that bitch, throw that bitch, throw that stick out
GANG NIGGA, You dont speak about what you live about