Yeah, Hackers tried to get me
Serving real Whitney
Love no pitty
Trust no pitty
Was on the slide like MLB
Creep up da block, tryna see what it be
Like Cena you can't see me
When I leave the spot gotta speed to the cheese
I Breakdown the load, yo' shit loading
Bad bitch with me pretty roses
Gold pieces they roseless
6 Plus one I'm rollin'
Cleaned up drumstick smokin'
Bad bitch with me pretty roses
Gold pieces they roseless
6 Plus one I'm rollin'
Nigga work do no splittin'
Ya get me
Truth be told these nigga some leeches
Shawty bold got her number deleted
Send a pic
Can get it for free and
Tired no lie, tired no lie
Tell me if it's real
Shit I'm tryna catch a feel
I'm on it
Tell me if you want it
Mixing with da potions, oh I'm on it
Yeah
Open up bout the shit you can't hold back
All my bitches is divas
But when it's too late when a nigga start caring
She out swiping da visa
I put the feta in her muhf*ckin' bank
So slighted got my eyes on the skyline
Spin down bringing a black nine
So right baby act right
Uh
Hacking this shit I done cleared out the database
Revolver Thirty On me that's cold case
N***a that no trace
Yeah, Hackers tried to get me
Serving real Whitney
Love no pitty
Trust no pitty
Was on the slide like MLB
Creep up da block, tryna see what it be
Like Cena you can't see me
When I leave the spot gotta speed to the cheese
I Breakdown the load, yo' shit loading
Bad bitch with me pretty roses
Gold pieces they roseless
6 plus one I'm rollin'
Cleaned up drumstick smokin'
Bad bitch with me pretty roses
Gold pieces they roseless
6 plus one I'm rollin'
Rollin'
"Westside W-C-Seven, the top man
You know I'm out here doing my thang man, I ain't really been
You know, out here in this shit like I used to be before I got locked up you know
I was just thinking bout all the stupid shit I was doing man
That shit wasn't worth it man, So many ways out here to get some money"
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Yeah, Hackers tried to get me
Serving real Whitney
Love no pitty
Trust no pitty
Was on the slide like MLB
Creep up da block, tryna see what it be
Like Cena you can't see me
When I leave the spot gotta speed to the cheese
I Breakdown the load, yo' shit loading
Bad bitch with me pretty roses
Gold pieces they roseless
6 Plus one I'm rollin'
Cleaned up drumstick smokin'
Bad bitch with me pretty roses
Gold pieces they roseless
6 Plus one I'm rollin'
Nigga work do no splittin'
Ya get me
Truth be told these nigga some leeches
Shawty bold got her number deleted
Send a pic
Can get it for free and
Tired no lie, tired no lie
Tell me if it's real
Shit I'm tryna catch a feel
I'm on it
Tell me if you want it
Mixing with da potions, oh I'm on it
Yeah
Open up bout the shit you can't hold back
All my bitches is divas
But when it's too late when a nigga start caring
She out swiping da visa
I put the feta in her muhf*ckin' bank
So slighted got my eyes on the skyline
Spin down bringing a black nine
So right baby act right
Uh
Hacking this shit I done cleared out the database
Revolver Thirty On me that's cold case
N***a that no trace
Yeah, Hackers tried to get me
Serving real Whitney
Love no pitty
Trust no pitty
Was on the slide like MLB
Creep up da block, tryna see what it be
Like Cena you can't see me
When I leave the spot gotta speed to the cheese
I Breakdown the load, yo' shit loading
Bad bitch with me pretty roses
Gold pieces they roseless
6 plus one I'm rollin'
Cleaned up drumstick smokin'
Bad bitch with me pretty roses
Gold pieces they roseless
6 plus one I'm rollin'
Rollin'
"Westside W-C-Seven, the top man
You know I'm out here doing my thang man, I ain't really been
You know, out here in this shit like I used to be before I got locked up you know
I was just thinking bout all the stupid shit I was doing man
That shit wasn't worth it man, So many ways out here to get some money"
Serving real Whitney
Love no pitty
Trust no pitty
Was on the slide like MLB
Creep up da block, tryna see what it be
Like Cena you can't see me
When I leave the spot gotta speed to the cheese
I Breakdown the load, yo' shit loading
Bad bitch with me pretty roses
Gold pieces they roseless
6 Plus one I'm rollin'
Cleaned up drumstick smokin'
Bad bitch with me pretty roses
Gold pieces they roseless
6 Plus one I'm rollin'
Nigga work do no splittin'
Ya get me
Truth be told these nigga some leeches
Shawty bold got her number deleted
Send a pic
Can get it for free and
Tired no lie, tired no lie
Tell me if it's real
Shit I'm tryna catch a feel
I'm on it
Tell me if you want it
Mixing with da potions, oh I'm on it
Yeah
Open up bout the shit you can't hold back
All my bitches is divas
But when it's too late when a nigga start caring
She out swiping da visa
I put the feta in her muhf*ckin' bank
So slighted got my eyes on the skyline
Spin down bringing a black nine
So right baby act right
Uh
Hacking this shit I done cleared out the database
Revolver Thirty On me that's cold case
N***a that no trace
Yeah, Hackers tried to get me
Serving real Whitney
Love no pitty
Trust no pitty
Was on the slide like MLB
Creep up da block, tryna see what it be
Like Cena you can't see me
When I leave the spot gotta speed to the cheese
I Breakdown the load, yo' shit loading
Bad bitch with me pretty roses
Gold pieces they roseless
6 plus one I'm rollin'
Cleaned up drumstick smokin'
Bad bitch with me pretty roses
Gold pieces they roseless
6 plus one I'm rollin'
Rollin'
"Westside W-C-Seven, the top man
You know I'm out here doing my thang man, I ain't really been
You know, out here in this shit like I used to be before I got locked up you know
I was just thinking bout all the stupid shit I was doing man
That shit wasn't worth it man, So many ways out here to get some money"
Writer: Demetrius Herring
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid