M smoking on pie yeah yeah
I barely get high
Straight from the south where they barley getting by
You can go gamble yo life
Niggas outside and they banging they side
You got to learn how to fight
Niggas be killing but dont be surprised
Aint trying to tell you whats right
RIP Dunk my nigga done die
They tried to play his life
I guess the shooter wasnt going for that
He tried to get him some strips
Say f*ck it i got to go turn my self in
He wasnt gone make it tonight
He crying while he in the pen
Them gangstas aint taking it light
They trying to press him
They getting the call they trying to bless him
His mind is stressing
He aint leaving the cell and they trying to catch him
Go talk to the gaurds
They thinking we'll catch him wen we hit the yard
These niggas aint fraud thell give him a buck fifty and now he with God
Im smoking on pieyeah yeah
I barely get high
Straight from the south where they barley getting by
You can go gamble yo life
Niggas outside and they banging they side
You got to learn how to fight
Niggas be killing but dont be surprised
Aint trying to tell you whats right
Bags dont fumble them
I keep it cool for momma them
Dont f*ck with bitch niggas Jawana Men
I'm with all of my hoes not one of them
I pour me a four and it turn to six
I keep it 100 no counterfeit
I'm taking yo bitch she my bottom bitch
Now side bitch wish shewas my bottom
I treat them the same no acknowledgement
Aint nobody better keep it simple
She say i be fuccin her mental
I just went for three thats a triple
Now she textin cursing its a issue
I aint tripping she a flipper
And that ass stay poking
Sit back what you smoking cooling
Im smoking on pie yeah yeah
I barely get high
Straight from the south where they barley getting by
You can go gamble yo life
Niggas outside and they banging they side
You got to learn how to fight
Niggas be killing but dont be surprised
Aint trying to tell you whats right
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M smoking on pie yeah yeah
I barely get high
Straight from the south where they barley getting by
You can go gamble yo life
Niggas outside and they banging they side
You got to learn how to fight
Niggas be killing but dont be surprised
Aint trying to tell you whats right
RIP Dunk my nigga done die
They tried to play his life
I guess the shooter wasnt going for that
He tried to get him some strips
Say f*ck it i got to go turn my self in
He wasnt gone make it tonight
He crying while he in the pen
Them gangstas aint taking it light
They trying to press him
They getting the call they trying to bless him
His mind is stressing
He aint leaving the cell and they trying to catch him
Go talk to the gaurds
They thinking we'll catch him wen we hit the yard
These niggas aint fraud thell give him a buck fifty and now he with God
Im smoking on pieyeah yeah
I barely get high
Straight from the south where they barley getting by
You can go gamble yo life
Niggas outside and they banging they side
You got to learn how to fight
Niggas be killing but dont be surprised
Aint trying to tell you whats right
Bags dont fumble them
I keep it cool for momma them
Dont f*ck with bitch niggas Jawana Men
I'm with all of my hoes not one of them
I pour me a four and it turn to six
I keep it 100 no counterfeit
I'm taking yo bitch she my bottom bitch
Now side bitch wish shewas my bottom
I treat them the same no acknowledgement
Aint nobody better keep it simple
She say i be fuccin her mental
I just went for three thats a triple
Now she textin cursing its a issue
I aint tripping she a flipper
And that ass stay poking
Sit back what you smoking cooling
Im smoking on pie yeah yeah
I barely get high
Straight from the south where they barley getting by
You can go gamble yo life
Niggas outside and they banging they side
You got to learn how to fight
Niggas be killing but dont be surprised
Aint trying to tell you whats right
I barely get high
Straight from the south where they barley getting by
You can go gamble yo life
Niggas outside and they banging they side
You got to learn how to fight
Niggas be killing but dont be surprised
Aint trying to tell you whats right
RIP Dunk my nigga done die
They tried to play his life
I guess the shooter wasnt going for that
He tried to get him some strips
Say f*ck it i got to go turn my self in
He wasnt gone make it tonight
He crying while he in the pen
Them gangstas aint taking it light
They trying to press him
They getting the call they trying to bless him
His mind is stressing
He aint leaving the cell and they trying to catch him
Go talk to the gaurds
They thinking we'll catch him wen we hit the yard
These niggas aint fraud thell give him a buck fifty and now he with God
Im smoking on pieyeah yeah
I barely get high
Straight from the south where they barley getting by
You can go gamble yo life
Niggas outside and they banging they side
You got to learn how to fight
Niggas be killing but dont be surprised
Aint trying to tell you whats right
Bags dont fumble them
I keep it cool for momma them
Dont f*ck with bitch niggas Jawana Men
I'm with all of my hoes not one of them
I pour me a four and it turn to six
I keep it 100 no counterfeit
I'm taking yo bitch she my bottom bitch
Now side bitch wish shewas my bottom
I treat them the same no acknowledgement
Aint nobody better keep it simple
She say i be fuccin her mental
I just went for three thats a triple
Now she textin cursing its a issue
I aint tripping she a flipper
And that ass stay poking
Sit back what you smoking cooling
Im smoking on pie yeah yeah
I barely get high
Straight from the south where they barley getting by
You can go gamble yo life
Niggas outside and they banging they side
You got to learn how to fight
Niggas be killing but dont be surprised
Aint trying to tell you whats right
Writer: Bryant Harris, Jerrel Blount
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid