Young O.T. - #7 Lyrics

If you gone send some shots
Nigga send direct
Big dawg shit
But ain't no collar on my neck
If we ever had a problem
I still don't see you as a threat
I hate a bitch that love to live in the past
Still doin' the same shit
As back then but now she got more ass
She got more class
Shake it slow
Shake it fast
I touch the pack first
Could never touch it last
Pump number 7 niggas smokin' straight gas
Bitch you real funny
Really glad you make me laugh
She gave it up so quick
I barely had to ask
Run inside yo shit
Nigga give me all the cash
Don't really give a f*ck
I'll do it with no mask
If you see us in the city
Nigga know its for a reason
Championship team niggas ballin' all season
Please don't turn yo back on gang
Can't rock with treason
New music in the summer
In the winter
Every season
Actin Forever 21
But she really 22
Ion't really give a f*ck
She gone do what she do
Overtime Productions
I got time to make moves
Rappin on this bitch like I got somethin' to prove
Ouu
Seen you out with gang
Y'all niggas look like bums
E told me to chill
But you know I gotta make fun
I see these niggas hatin' on what we've seen
And what we've done
It really ain't our fault
That y'all not the f*ckin ones
Dropped a bag on my ex
So she could leave me the f*ck alone
I know she still love a nigga
So nigga watch yo tone
You only live once baby
That's why I'm in this zone
Nigga so smooth
Love the smell of my cologne
Know I got hoes
Steady trynna check a nigga phone
4 cars parked
I won't drive it if it take keys
She steady reminiscing in her Snapchat memories
Look at how I'm steppin'
Imma do as I please
Got so many memories
On my DJ Khaled shit
I got hella keys
Droppin all these bars
You gone listen if you please
Geez
Hit the blunt
Let's get hiya
I tell truth in bars
So you can't call me a liar
But nice trya
We get you in the trunk
Chances are we won't untie ya
Woah let me chill
I could murder this beat for real
I'm bussin hella moves
While y'all niggas standin' still
What's the deal
I thought about singing on this
But I couldn't find the thrill
So it's real
But it's honorable that you mention
When she dancin' on that pole
Nigga I gotta pay attention
Moe money comin'
Then a stripper
Crowded around some niggas
That can't find a lil baby that's gone listen
Young O.T. you different
Naw nigga I'm just ventin'
Like I said the first time
If y'all niggas wasn't listening
Yea
I touch the pack first
Could never touch it last
Pump number 7
Niggas smokin' straight gas
Bitch you real funny
Really glad you make me laugh
Broke down bad
That's a thing of the past
Damn