Yeah we pull up
And we pop out
We gon' chase bags
We gon' chase clout
We gon' dash to the cash til' we pass out
Boys gon get the function jumpin up, like a traphouse
Some young Gs
Yeah we gon hit
Came up but down how I hold it
Got a cold flow
I'm a cold jit
Know some deeboys
On some cold shit
Got a small clique rockin, choppin
When I go hit on the scene, bitches poppin
Pull up drop her jaw, and she sweeter than a Gobstopper
Got two babies and you know they gon' both slop it
Go crazy go stupid way I trip shit
And I take off biddies like my wishlist
Spit heat, kill the beat on some slick shit
Toss this beat to the homie like a discus
Cart smoke and weed
Itch like a fiend
Blow the check too quick can't say week to week
Feel me so weak
I ain't slept in weeks
When I say I'm good it's a figure of speech
Wraith in the night but I know they see me
Yeah, I know they feel me
Spend a lil heat in a big city
With some big titties
That's a big 50
Who gon drop with me
When they all ditch me
With they palms sweaty
And they eyes shifty
So f*ck ya city, yeah, and f*ck ya pedigree
You not deadin' me
I'm better than better be
Head of the pedigree
Tryna go hard they gon say they aint lettin me
But I don't listen be
I'ma go psycho, see
Watch what you said to me
That bitch is dead to me
Sacriligeous, what I'm speakin is heresy
That you can never be
Pay your respects to me
Budget class meal, he feastin with peasants b
Ya bitch is a dub, she worth about 20
I don't give a f*ck, I nut on her plenty
I'm stackin the packs in the back of the semi
I'm keepin it strapped, please pray for my enemies
I ain't worth shit, least that's what they said to me
Envy me
End the scene
There aint no remedy
Andele
Got the J
You match another day
Summer night rain, I like how we livin
Not sure for how long, I'm numb to the feelin
I'm makin a killing
These M's are appealing
I'm gettin too high, start brushing the ceiling
F*ck up a bag make it back over lunch
In the back of the truck with the wax in the blunt
Keep it strapped in all black from the back to the front
Forget the past, the truth hurt me too much
How do you know
I said it's just a hunch
Keep them brown paper bags but we ain't packin lunch, wait
Said I
Can't sleep
When I'm alone in my room
So please
Please
Please don't go too soon
Please
Don't go too soon
I feel so
Lost and alone when inside of this room
Need to be free fore I end it too soon
I got me a bride but I can't be no groom
Til death do us part, my heart stop and I zoom
Bury me in a tomb
Eyes open
Unseeing
Uncaring
Red Herring
She my favorite little bird
Could switch up the flow
Only one that I heard
Had to yell what's the word?
And the homies say, YERR
One
Two
Three
Four
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Yeah we pull up
And we pop out
We gon' chase bags
We gon' chase clout
We gon' dash to the cash til' we pass out
Boys gon get the function jumpin up, like a traphouse
Some young Gs
Yeah we gon hit
Came up but down how I hold it
Got a cold flow
I'm a cold jit
Know some deeboys
On some cold shit
Got a small clique rockin, choppin
When I go hit on the scene, bitches poppin
Pull up drop her jaw, and she sweeter than a Gobstopper
Got two babies and you know they gon' both slop it
Go crazy go stupid way I trip shit
And I take off biddies like my wishlist
Spit heat, kill the beat on some slick shit
Toss this beat to the homie like a discus
Cart smoke and weed
Itch like a fiend
Blow the check too quick can't say week to week
Feel me so weak
I ain't slept in weeks
When I say I'm good it's a figure of speech
Wraith in the night but I know they see me
Yeah, I know they feel me
Spend a lil heat in a big city
With some big titties
That's a big 50
Who gon drop with me
When they all ditch me
With they palms sweaty
And they eyes shifty
So f*ck ya city, yeah, and f*ck ya pedigree
You not deadin' me
I'm better than better be
Head of the pedigree
Tryna go hard they gon say they aint lettin me
But I don't listen be
I'ma go psycho, see
Watch what you said to me
That bitch is dead to me
Sacriligeous, what I'm speakin is heresy
That you can never be
Pay your respects to me
Budget class meal, he feastin with peasants b
Ya bitch is a dub, she worth about 20
I don't give a f*ck, I nut on her plenty
I'm stackin the packs in the back of the semi
I'm keepin it strapped, please pray for my enemies
I ain't worth shit, least that's what they said to me
Envy me
End the scene
There aint no remedy
Andele
Got the J
You match another day
Summer night rain, I like how we livin
Not sure for how long, I'm numb to the feelin
I'm makin a killing
These M's are appealing
I'm gettin too high, start brushing the ceiling
F*ck up a bag make it back over lunch
In the back of the truck with the wax in the blunt
Keep it strapped in all black from the back to the front
Forget the past, the truth hurt me too much
How do you know
I said it's just a hunch
Keep them brown paper bags but we ain't packin lunch, wait
Said I
Can't sleep
When I'm alone in my room
So please
Please
Please don't go too soon
Please
Don't go too soon
I feel so
Lost and alone when inside of this room
Need to be free fore I end it too soon
I got me a bride but I can't be no groom
Til death do us part, my heart stop and I zoom
Bury me in a tomb
Eyes open
Unseeing
Uncaring
Red Herring
She my favorite little bird
Could switch up the flow
Only one that I heard
Had to yell what's the word?
And the homies say, YERR
One
Two
Three
Four
And we pop out
We gon' chase bags
We gon' chase clout
We gon' dash to the cash til' we pass out
Boys gon get the function jumpin up, like a traphouse
Some young Gs
Yeah we gon hit
Came up but down how I hold it
Got a cold flow
I'm a cold jit
Know some deeboys
On some cold shit
Got a small clique rockin, choppin
When I go hit on the scene, bitches poppin
Pull up drop her jaw, and she sweeter than a Gobstopper
Got two babies and you know they gon' both slop it
Go crazy go stupid way I trip shit
And I take off biddies like my wishlist
Spit heat, kill the beat on some slick shit
Toss this beat to the homie like a discus
Cart smoke and weed
Itch like a fiend
Blow the check too quick can't say week to week
Feel me so weak
I ain't slept in weeks
When I say I'm good it's a figure of speech
Wraith in the night but I know they see me
Yeah, I know they feel me
Spend a lil heat in a big city
With some big titties
That's a big 50
Who gon drop with me
When they all ditch me
With they palms sweaty
And they eyes shifty
So f*ck ya city, yeah, and f*ck ya pedigree
You not deadin' me
I'm better than better be
Head of the pedigree
Tryna go hard they gon say they aint lettin me
But I don't listen be
I'ma go psycho, see
Watch what you said to me
That bitch is dead to me
Sacriligeous, what I'm speakin is heresy
That you can never be
Pay your respects to me
Budget class meal, he feastin with peasants b
Ya bitch is a dub, she worth about 20
I don't give a f*ck, I nut on her plenty
I'm stackin the packs in the back of the semi
I'm keepin it strapped, please pray for my enemies
I ain't worth shit, least that's what they said to me
Envy me
End the scene
There aint no remedy
Andele
Got the J
You match another day
Summer night rain, I like how we livin
Not sure for how long, I'm numb to the feelin
I'm makin a killing
These M's are appealing
I'm gettin too high, start brushing the ceiling
F*ck up a bag make it back over lunch
In the back of the truck with the wax in the blunt
Keep it strapped in all black from the back to the front
Forget the past, the truth hurt me too much
How do you know
I said it's just a hunch
Keep them brown paper bags but we ain't packin lunch, wait
Said I
Can't sleep
When I'm alone in my room
So please
Please
Please don't go too soon
Please
Don't go too soon
I feel so
Lost and alone when inside of this room
Need to be free fore I end it too soon
I got me a bride but I can't be no groom
Til death do us part, my heart stop and I zoom
Bury me in a tomb
Eyes open
Unseeing
Uncaring
Red Herring
She my favorite little bird
Could switch up the flow
Only one that I heard
Had to yell what's the word?
And the homies say, YERR
One
Two
Three
Four
Writer: Jason Panay, Kavi Ahmed
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid