Tellingbeatzz
Haha
Girl scout mommy, I been eating her cookie
Crumbs all over my Seven Seven hoodie
That's Portland gear
Know that I'm repping the city whenever I'm ripping the kitty
Forever I'm keeping it litty
Bum ass haters get my sloppies for free
Don't need no validation, I'm good
I do this for me and myself, if only you could
Money on my mind, I'm feeling distracted
Ironic living out this dream's my fear factor
I know that you want me to
Fail but I'm nothing like you
Losing and winning
Never forfeiting
I stay committed
Who needs a wedding?
To the haters in the back (yes you!)
Got no f*cks to be given
Lord knows I try to tell these girls
There's only of me, so please take turns
Money really makes the worst out of us
But if all bets on the table 'bout who makes it, bet you bust
Yeah, I got a grip on me
Birds flock for that bread
If I pull up, one hundred
Steel point at your head
Bout to cash me a bounty
Wanted living or dead
Who wanting me dead?
Who finna be next?
Yeah, I got a grip on me
Birds flock for that bread
If I pull up, one hundred
Steel point at your head
Bout to cash me a bounty
Wanted living or dead
Who wanting me dead?
Who finna be next?
Young artisan with the parmesan, uh
This ain't no benefit
God level, what what
Ain't no equivalent
I slip your girl the finger
Two, if I'm generous
Watch who you talking to, bruh
F*cking degenerates
I'm deadly, some of y'all seem to forget
A playa so cold, you even see your breath
This money make her dance, twerk twerking up a sweat
Salad tossing be my diet, need that low cal vinaigrette
Hold up!
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Benjis fall down on her like
Snow-oh-oh-oh
Slang that wood like I work at
Lowe-oh-oh-oh's
Roll up like your home needed
Hole-oh-oh-ol's
Cocksucker, we don't play
All these hundreds in my skinnies got me walking all funny (you're so funny)
War is coming, why is it that you be lacking funding?
Until I'm punished for my sins, it's all survival
If empty-handed, this here my gambit
To play Freddy, Jason, Michael
Yeah, I got a grip on me
Birds flock for that bread
If I pull up, one hundred
Steel point at your head
Bout to cash me a bounty
Wanted living or dead
Who wanting me dead?
Who finna be next?
Yeah, I got a grip on me
Birds flock for that bread
If I pull up, one hundred
Steel point at your head
Bout to cash me a bounty
Wanted living or dead
Who wanting me dead?
Who finna be next?
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Tellingbeatzz
Haha
Girl scout mommy, I been eating her cookie
Crumbs all over my Seven Seven hoodie
That's Portland gear
Know that I'm repping the city whenever I'm ripping the kitty
Forever I'm keeping it litty
Bum ass haters get my sloppies for free
Don't need no validation, I'm good
I do this for me and myself, if only you could
Money on my mind, I'm feeling distracted
Ironic living out this dream's my fear factor
I know that you want me to
Fail but I'm nothing like you
Losing and winning
Never forfeiting
I stay committed
Who needs a wedding?
To the haters in the back (yes you!)
Got no f*cks to be given
Lord knows I try to tell these girls
There's only of me, so please take turns
Money really makes the worst out of us
But if all bets on the table 'bout who makes it, bet you bust
Yeah, I got a grip on me
Birds flock for that bread
If I pull up, one hundred
Steel point at your head
Bout to cash me a bounty
Wanted living or dead
Who wanting me dead?
Who finna be next?
Yeah, I got a grip on me
Birds flock for that bread
If I pull up, one hundred
Steel point at your head
Bout to cash me a bounty
Wanted living or dead
Who wanting me dead?
Who finna be next?
Young artisan with the parmesan, uh
This ain't no benefit
God level, what what
Ain't no equivalent
I slip your girl the finger
Two, if I'm generous
Watch who you talking to, bruh
F*cking degenerates
I'm deadly, some of y'all seem to forget
A playa so cold, you even see your breath
This money make her dance, twerk twerking up a sweat
Salad tossing be my diet, need that low cal vinaigrette
Hold up!
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Benjis fall down on her like
Snow-oh-oh-oh
Slang that wood like I work at
Lowe-oh-oh-oh's
Roll up like your home needed
Hole-oh-oh-ol's
Cocksucker, we don't play
All these hundreds in my skinnies got me walking all funny (you're so funny)
War is coming, why is it that you be lacking funding?
Until I'm punished for my sins, it's all survival
If empty-handed, this here my gambit
To play Freddy, Jason, Michael
Yeah, I got a grip on me
Birds flock for that bread
If I pull up, one hundred
Steel point at your head
Bout to cash me a bounty
Wanted living or dead
Who wanting me dead?
Who finna be next?
Yeah, I got a grip on me
Birds flock for that bread
If I pull up, one hundred
Steel point at your head
Bout to cash me a bounty
Wanted living or dead
Who wanting me dead?
Who finna be next?
Haha
Girl scout mommy, I been eating her cookie
Crumbs all over my Seven Seven hoodie
That's Portland gear
Know that I'm repping the city whenever I'm ripping the kitty
Forever I'm keeping it litty
Bum ass haters get my sloppies for free
Don't need no validation, I'm good
I do this for me and myself, if only you could
Money on my mind, I'm feeling distracted
Ironic living out this dream's my fear factor
I know that you want me to
Fail but I'm nothing like you
Losing and winning
Never forfeiting
I stay committed
Who needs a wedding?
To the haters in the back (yes you!)
Got no f*cks to be given
Lord knows I try to tell these girls
There's only of me, so please take turns
Money really makes the worst out of us
But if all bets on the table 'bout who makes it, bet you bust
Yeah, I got a grip on me
Birds flock for that bread
If I pull up, one hundred
Steel point at your head
Bout to cash me a bounty
Wanted living or dead
Who wanting me dead?
Who finna be next?
Yeah, I got a grip on me
Birds flock for that bread
If I pull up, one hundred
Steel point at your head
Bout to cash me a bounty
Wanted living or dead
Who wanting me dead?
Who finna be next?
Young artisan with the parmesan, uh
This ain't no benefit
God level, what what
Ain't no equivalent
I slip your girl the finger
Two, if I'm generous
Watch who you talking to, bruh
F*cking degenerates
I'm deadly, some of y'all seem to forget
A playa so cold, you even see your breath
This money make her dance, twerk twerking up a sweat
Salad tossing be my diet, need that low cal vinaigrette
Hold up!
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Benjis fall down on her like
Snow-oh-oh-oh
Slang that wood like I work at
Lowe-oh-oh-oh's
Roll up like your home needed
Hole-oh-oh-ol's
Cocksucker, we don't play
All these hundreds in my skinnies got me walking all funny (you're so funny)
War is coming, why is it that you be lacking funding?
Until I'm punished for my sins, it's all survival
If empty-handed, this here my gambit
To play Freddy, Jason, Michael
Yeah, I got a grip on me
Birds flock for that bread
If I pull up, one hundred
Steel point at your head
Bout to cash me a bounty
Wanted living or dead
Who wanting me dead?
Who finna be next?
Yeah, I got a grip on me
Birds flock for that bread
If I pull up, one hundred
Steel point at your head
Bout to cash me a bounty
Wanted living or dead
Who wanting me dead?
Who finna be next?
Writer: Carlos Monteblanco
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid