t5cametrim - lose change Lyrics

I can't lose no change, inside no bitch, huh
Nigga talkin' shit, I hit his ass up with that stick
.40 clip round on my hip
Me and Ju hop out the car with fully DRACS and make him flip
Yeah, we beat his ass, he crackin' fours
Niggas sayin' f*ck lil' Tre, these hallow tips, go in yo toes
Pullin' out the big ole stick, you know we made his ass froze
Hop out the cut with sniper rifles, .17s, and Nike Pros
Yeah, man f*ck lil' Jay, that boy a bitch
When we get up in that court, I swear to God, that boy gon' snitch
I be gettin' all this pape, the opps know I be gettin' rich
This bitch be playin' with my mind, she castin' spells just like a witch
Got a big ole 17, extendo clip, look like a dick
Me and Ju, gon' catch a lick, hit his ass up in his shit
Nigga keep on talkin' hot, I make this Draco go and glitch
Niggas sayin' this and that, his trash ass shit, gon' make me sick
I can't lose no change, inside no bitch, huh
Nigga talkin' shit, I hit his ass up with that stick
.40 clip round on my hip
Me and Ju hop out the car with fully DRACS and make him flip
Yeah, we beat his ass, he crackin' fours
Niggas sayin' f*ck lil' Tre, these hallow tips, go in yo toes
Pullin' out the big ole stick, you know we made his ass froze
Hop out the cut with sniper rifles, .17s, and Nike Pros
Pull my gun out cause he tryna hit my shit up, with some rounds
Me and my crew tryna not get hit so we stay down on the ground
I got both feet right on the gas cause we gon' run that whole shit down
We gon' snatch that lil' boy chain, and say that shit was lost or found
I seen that boy the other day and you know that he tried to run
12 had started askin' questions, and I ain't tellin' them none
I hopped back in my car, and started drivin', boy, thought I was dumb
Speeding too fast in a high-speed chase, lil' nigga, you know that I was havin' fun
I got a scat with a big engine and you know they ain't catchin' up
They turn their sirens on and yell at me like I had gave a f*ck
Police so slow, they can't catch up, I'm driftin' around they f*ckin' cars
They gettin' dizzy in a minute, they gon' end up seein' stars
What's the point of chasin' me if you know that you can't keep up
You keep on drivin' and drivin', your tank of gas gon' give up
I can't lose no change, inside no bitch, huh
Nigga talkin' shit, I hit his ass up with that stick
.40 clip round on my hip
Me and Ju hop out the car with fully DRACS and make him flip
Yeah, we beat his ass, he crackin' fours
Niggas sayin' f*ck lil' Tre, these hallow tips, go in yo toes
Pullin' out the big ole stick, you know we made his ass froze
Hop out the cut with sniper rifles, .17s, and Nike Pros