Hot boy, playin' with that fye, cleanin' that firing pin
I can't even lie, I was just on the floor inside the lion's den
Seems like the opps on the other side, switched they roll and started hidin' in
I wish the Judge let me serve my time inside the booth, I'd go gold like Midas then
Got out the jail and took the Rolex off, had to fix my timing then
Twin had the trap with the percs, folks taking Vicodin, they vitamins
I can't say nothin', I was trappin' beside the man, hood doctor prescribin' them
Straight shout in yo mouth, talkin' bout clout, I bet I make him go viral then
I got a problem, I can't stop pourin' this pop, that's without puttin' this lean in it
Might not be no I in yo team, but I plan on bustin' M's with my team members
I'm on deuce of the pink in the booth
Woke up from a nap and I had three visions
I was in a penthouse, in a hot tub with a roll of dubs and three bitches
Gang on the way, pullin' up from the club, slidin' on the E-Way, in three Benzes
It's funny 'cuz I could buy Twon a studio right now, but we'd still be like, we need the trenches
Yeah, we need the trenches, yeah
I read your lyrics out loud, it sound like it need revisions, you be cappin' too much
I don't wanna hear no niggas sayin' they slidin my twin did more on a crutch
You the type nigga that say that you pay for the pussy, the bitch say she still goin' Dutch
I get so high forget name of designer go shoppin', I'm searchin' for such and such
I switched up my lifestyle and start eating healthy, what you drop on the 3.5, I spent on some lunch
When I went broke, that was a gut punch
But I know what go around come around, so I'm keepin' my weapon like nunchucks
Bury a nigga with no middle fingers, I promise I was giving nun f*cks
Baby, if you can keep that Tommy tucked, then you can get your tummy tucked
Hot boy, playin' with that fye, cleanin' that firing pin
I can't even lie, I was just on the floor inside the lion's den
Seems like the opps on the other side, switched they roll and started hidin' in
I wish the Judge let me serve my time inside the booth, I'd go gold like Midas then
Got out the jail and took the Rolex off, had to fix my timing then
Twin had the trap with the percs, folks taking Vicodin, they vitamins
I can't say nothin', I was trappin' beside the man, hood doctor prescribin' them
Straight shout in yo mouth, talkin' bout clout, I bet I make him go viral then
How could I go broke, if when I was broke, I couldn't stop sippin' this green, homie
I took a trip from the north to the east in MUDD money with some clean on me
I seen a nigga turn a nigga, he called his best friend into a fiend, homie
You worried about not breakin' no bread, I ain't lettin' no cash come between homies
I can spit some shit so real, I could probably freestyle some commandments (mmm)
I get money so old, my franklins was probably boolin' with some mammoths (mmm)
I be so geeked, I might have me a Vlone runtz backwoods inside of the Grammys (mmm)
I got geeked with the gang and I walked into Marcos, I really pulled up with some bandits
If I was you, I wouldn't start no beef, if you had plans of going home to your family
I just got a new fye that bitch slippery, it need a grip, but that bitch still come in handy (hmm)
He want smoke like it's Zaza, won't go for no LaLa, put seven in his back Carmelo Anthony (mmm)
With this street sweeper, I turn to grim reaper now I'm boolin' with Billy and Mandy (ahh)
I'ma shoot for my brother, cause he shoot for me, so I catch a shoot like Carl Landry (ahh)
Im a ball out with no coach, that's for the time we had Roaches in boxes in Pantries (ugh)
You gotta watch who you kick it with
These my day ones, on my last, buck, I split the McChicken with it
ESL shaded, my body like, I went and tinted it
Kill me if I claim something different
Hot boy, playin' with that fye, cleanin' that firing pin
I can't even lie, I was just on the floor inside the lion's den
Seems like the opps on the other side, switched they roll and started hidin' in
I wish the Judge let me serve my time inside the booth, I'd go gold like Midas then
Got out the jail and took the Rolex off, had to fix my timing then
Twin had the trap with the percs, folks taking Vicodin, they vitamins
I can't say nothin', I was trappin' beside the man, hood doctor prescribin' them
Straight shout in yo mouth, talkin' bout clout, I bet I make him go viral then
I got a problem, I can't stop pourin' this pop, that's without puttin' this lean in it
Might not be no I in yo team, but I plan on bustin' M's with my team members
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Hot boy, playin' with that fye, cleanin' that firing pin
I can't even lie, I was just on the floor inside the lion's den
Seems like the opps on the other side, switched they roll and started hidin' in
I wish the Judge let me serve my time inside the booth, I'd go gold like Midas then
Got out the jail and took the Rolex off, had to fix my timing then
Twin had the trap with the percs, folks taking Vicodin, they vitamins
I can't say nothin', I was trappin' beside the man, hood doctor prescribin' them
Straight shout in yo mouth, talkin' bout clout, I bet I make him go viral then
I got a problem, I can't stop pourin' this pop, that's without puttin' this lean in it
Might not be no I in yo team, but I plan on bustin' M's with my team members
I'm on deuce of the pink in the booth
Woke up from a nap and I had three visions
I was in a penthouse, in a hot tub with a roll of dubs and three bitches
Gang on the way, pullin' up from the club, slidin' on the E-Way, in three Benzes
It's funny 'cuz I could buy Twon a studio right now, but we'd still be like, we need the trenches
Yeah, we need the trenches, yeah
I read your lyrics out loud, it sound like it need revisions, you be cappin' too much
I don't wanna hear no niggas sayin' they slidin my twin did more on a crutch
You the type nigga that say that you pay for the pussy, the bitch say she still goin' Dutch
I get so high forget name of designer go shoppin', I'm searchin' for such and such
I switched up my lifestyle and start eating healthy, what you drop on the 3.5, I spent on some lunch
When I went broke, that was a gut punch
But I know what go around come around, so I'm keepin' my weapon like nunchucks
Bury a nigga with no middle fingers, I promise I was giving nun f*cks
Baby, if you can keep that Tommy tucked, then you can get your tummy tucked
Hot boy, playin' with that fye, cleanin' that firing pin
I can't even lie, I was just on the floor inside the lion's den
Seems like the opps on the other side, switched they roll and started hidin' in
I wish the Judge let me serve my time inside the booth, I'd go gold like Midas then
Got out the jail and took the Rolex off, had to fix my timing then
Twin had the trap with the percs, folks taking Vicodin, they vitamins
I can't say nothin', I was trappin' beside the man, hood doctor prescribin' them
Straight shout in yo mouth, talkin' bout clout, I bet I make him go viral then
How could I go broke, if when I was broke, I couldn't stop sippin' this green, homie
I took a trip from the north to the east in MUDD money with some clean on me
I seen a nigga turn a nigga, he called his best friend into a fiend, homie
You worried about not breakin' no bread, I ain't lettin' no cash come between homies
I can spit some shit so real, I could probably freestyle some commandments (mmm)
I get money so old, my franklins was probably boolin' with some mammoths (mmm)
I be so geeked, I might have me a Vlone runtz backwoods inside of the Grammys (mmm)
I got geeked with the gang and I walked into Marcos, I really pulled up with some bandits
If I was you, I wouldn't start no beef, if you had plans of going home to your family
I just got a new fye that bitch slippery, it need a grip, but that bitch still come in handy (hmm)
He want smoke like it's Zaza, won't go for no LaLa, put seven in his back Carmelo Anthony (mmm)
With this street sweeper, I turn to grim reaper now I'm boolin' with Billy and Mandy (ahh)
I'ma shoot for my brother, cause he shoot for me, so I catch a shoot like Carl Landry (ahh)
Im a ball out with no coach, that's for the time we had Roaches in boxes in Pantries (ugh)
You gotta watch who you kick it with
These my day ones, on my last, buck, I split the McChicken with it
ESL shaded, my body like, I went and tinted it
Kill me if I claim something different
Hot boy, playin' with that fye, cleanin' that firing pin
I can't even lie, I was just on the floor inside the lion's den
Seems like the opps on the other side, switched they roll and started hidin' in
I wish the Judge let me serve my time inside the booth, I'd go gold like Midas then
Got out the jail and took the Rolex off, had to fix my timing then
Twin had the trap with the percs, folks taking Vicodin, they vitamins
I can't say nothin', I was trappin' beside the man, hood doctor prescribin' them
Straight shout in yo mouth, talkin' bout clout, I bet I make him go viral then
I got a problem, I can't stop pourin' this pop, that's without puttin' this lean in it
Might not be no I in yo team, but I plan on bustin' M's with my team members
I can't even lie, I was just on the floor inside the lion's den
Seems like the opps on the other side, switched they roll and started hidin' in
I wish the Judge let me serve my time inside the booth, I'd go gold like Midas then
Got out the jail and took the Rolex off, had to fix my timing then
Twin had the trap with the percs, folks taking Vicodin, they vitamins
I can't say nothin', I was trappin' beside the man, hood doctor prescribin' them
Straight shout in yo mouth, talkin' bout clout, I bet I make him go viral then
I got a problem, I can't stop pourin' this pop, that's without puttin' this lean in it
Might not be no I in yo team, but I plan on bustin' M's with my team members
I'm on deuce of the pink in the booth
Woke up from a nap and I had three visions
I was in a penthouse, in a hot tub with a roll of dubs and three bitches
Gang on the way, pullin' up from the club, slidin' on the E-Way, in three Benzes
It's funny 'cuz I could buy Twon a studio right now, but we'd still be like, we need the trenches
Yeah, we need the trenches, yeah
I read your lyrics out loud, it sound like it need revisions, you be cappin' too much
I don't wanna hear no niggas sayin' they slidin my twin did more on a crutch
You the type nigga that say that you pay for the pussy, the bitch say she still goin' Dutch
I get so high forget name of designer go shoppin', I'm searchin' for such and such
I switched up my lifestyle and start eating healthy, what you drop on the 3.5, I spent on some lunch
When I went broke, that was a gut punch
But I know what go around come around, so I'm keepin' my weapon like nunchucks
Bury a nigga with no middle fingers, I promise I was giving nun f*cks
Baby, if you can keep that Tommy tucked, then you can get your tummy tucked
Hot boy, playin' with that fye, cleanin' that firing pin
I can't even lie, I was just on the floor inside the lion's den
Seems like the opps on the other side, switched they roll and started hidin' in
I wish the Judge let me serve my time inside the booth, I'd go gold like Midas then
Got out the jail and took the Rolex off, had to fix my timing then
Twin had the trap with the percs, folks taking Vicodin, they vitamins
I can't say nothin', I was trappin' beside the man, hood doctor prescribin' them
Straight shout in yo mouth, talkin' bout clout, I bet I make him go viral then
How could I go broke, if when I was broke, I couldn't stop sippin' this green, homie
I took a trip from the north to the east in MUDD money with some clean on me
I seen a nigga turn a nigga, he called his best friend into a fiend, homie
You worried about not breakin' no bread, I ain't lettin' no cash come between homies
I can spit some shit so real, I could probably freestyle some commandments (mmm)
I get money so old, my franklins was probably boolin' with some mammoths (mmm)
I be so geeked, I might have me a Vlone runtz backwoods inside of the Grammys (mmm)
I got geeked with the gang and I walked into Marcos, I really pulled up with some bandits
If I was you, I wouldn't start no beef, if you had plans of going home to your family
I just got a new fye that bitch slippery, it need a grip, but that bitch still come in handy (hmm)
He want smoke like it's Zaza, won't go for no LaLa, put seven in his back Carmelo Anthony (mmm)
With this street sweeper, I turn to grim reaper now I'm boolin' with Billy and Mandy (ahh)
I'ma shoot for my brother, cause he shoot for me, so I catch a shoot like Carl Landry (ahh)
Im a ball out with no coach, that's for the time we had Roaches in boxes in Pantries (ugh)
You gotta watch who you kick it with
These my day ones, on my last, buck, I split the McChicken with it
ESL shaded, my body like, I went and tinted it
Kill me if I claim something different
Hot boy, playin' with that fye, cleanin' that firing pin
I can't even lie, I was just on the floor inside the lion's den
Seems like the opps on the other side, switched they roll and started hidin' in
I wish the Judge let me serve my time inside the booth, I'd go gold like Midas then
Got out the jail and took the Rolex off, had to fix my timing then
Twin had the trap with the percs, folks taking Vicodin, they vitamins
I can't say nothin', I was trappin' beside the man, hood doctor prescribin' them
Straight shout in yo mouth, talkin' bout clout, I bet I make him go viral then
I got a problem, I can't stop pourin' this pop, that's without puttin' this lean in it
Might not be no I in yo team, but I plan on bustin' M's with my team members
Writer: Tarren Mason
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid