Hope that I don't crash, play with me, you gassed
I just got a 10-piece and left it on the dash, yeah
You ain't got no loyalty, why the f*ck would I split racks
You be on my dick, On some sneaky, shit, I'll pass
I just bought my jewellery in, went to court, the jury in
You be running from this good dick, then try to come again
Spend a bag, this shit legit, tryna flip my mama crib
I'm trippin', I be on some shit, like, let me make you cum again
This ain't no cops and robbers, if you got a problem, come and pop outside
I'm the only nigga standing on business, guess I'm just that guy
My brother f*cked a opp thot again, he made that nigga cry
How you lose your bitch to a opp? I hope that you A'ight
Crash out, he just let his ego gas him up, he tried to spaz out
I just made a thousand in my sleep, now these hoes fanned out
I just had a threesome with two bitches till I passed out
I'm the only nigga who can laugh now
Teach they ass a lesson, youngins got em blessing
Treat em in the streets like this a childcare session
Okay, step up, reach down, pick up, splat
Please don't make a move before you get knocked up with this strap
Hope that I don't crash, play with me, you gassed
I just got a 10-piece and left it on the dash
You ain't got no loyalty, why the f*ck would I split racks
You be on my dick, On some sneaky, shit, I'll pass
Please don't make a sound when I'm lovin' and I'm in it
If I ever told you that I love you, then I meant it
Only free my real niggas doin' time in the sentence
Brody facin' an attempt, and an arm- nah, forget it
I'm a gentleman, when you answer me, be like, yes, sir
I don't wanna f*ck for real, I just want that pleasure
Ion around with my family, I can put you on a stretcher
I got somebody who standing on business with that pressure
You pick 10-fits for your guys, I pick 10-fits for your eyes
I got 20 bitches tellin' me I snapped and we all fly
Every time I'm in the strip club, spend 40 on the guys
Only break bread to the niggas who gon' stay right by my side
Every time a young nigga drop, I'ma turn the city up
We the type of niggas come 4-Deep, f*ck up your brother block
I ain't even heard of Lil' Buddy, he tryna know what's up
How you supposed to know if I'm gangster, you callin' me yo opp
Hope that I don't crash, play with me, you gassed
I just got a 10-piece and left it on the dash, yeah
You ain't got no loyalty, why the f*ck would I split racks
You be on my dick, On some sneaky, shit, I'll pass
I just bought my jewellery in, went to court, the jury in
You be runnin' from this good dick, then try to come again
Spend a bag, this shit legit, tryna flip my mama crib
I'm trippin', I be on some shit like, let me make you cum again
I'm trippin', I be on some shit like, let me make you cum again
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Hope that I don't crash, play with me, you gassed
I just got a 10-piece and left it on the dash, yeah
You ain't got no loyalty, why the f*ck would I split racks
You be on my dick, On some sneaky, shit, I'll pass
I just bought my jewellery in, went to court, the jury in
You be running from this good dick, then try to come again
Spend a bag, this shit legit, tryna flip my mama crib
I'm trippin', I be on some shit, like, let me make you cum again
This ain't no cops and robbers, if you got a problem, come and pop outside
I'm the only nigga standing on business, guess I'm just that guy
My brother f*cked a opp thot again, he made that nigga cry
How you lose your bitch to a opp? I hope that you A'ight
Crash out, he just let his ego gas him up, he tried to spaz out
I just made a thousand in my sleep, now these hoes fanned out
I just had a threesome with two bitches till I passed out
I'm the only nigga who can laugh now
Teach they ass a lesson, youngins got em blessing
Treat em in the streets like this a childcare session
Okay, step up, reach down, pick up, splat
Please don't make a move before you get knocked up with this strap
Hope that I don't crash, play with me, you gassed
I just got a 10-piece and left it on the dash
You ain't got no loyalty, why the f*ck would I split racks
You be on my dick, On some sneaky, shit, I'll pass
Please don't make a sound when I'm lovin' and I'm in it
If I ever told you that I love you, then I meant it
Only free my real niggas doin' time in the sentence
Brody facin' an attempt, and an arm- nah, forget it
I'm a gentleman, when you answer me, be like, yes, sir
I don't wanna f*ck for real, I just want that pleasure
Ion around with my family, I can put you on a stretcher
I got somebody who standing on business with that pressure
You pick 10-fits for your guys, I pick 10-fits for your eyes
I got 20 bitches tellin' me I snapped and we all fly
Every time I'm in the strip club, spend 40 on the guys
Only break bread to the niggas who gon' stay right by my side
Every time a young nigga drop, I'ma turn the city up
We the type of niggas come 4-Deep, f*ck up your brother block
I ain't even heard of Lil' Buddy, he tryna know what's up
How you supposed to know if I'm gangster, you callin' me yo opp
Hope that I don't crash, play with me, you gassed
I just got a 10-piece and left it on the dash, yeah
You ain't got no loyalty, why the f*ck would I split racks
You be on my dick, On some sneaky, shit, I'll pass
I just bought my jewellery in, went to court, the jury in
You be runnin' from this good dick, then try to come again
Spend a bag, this shit legit, tryna flip my mama crib
I'm trippin', I be on some shit like, let me make you cum again
I'm trippin', I be on some shit like, let me make you cum again
I just got a 10-piece and left it on the dash, yeah
You ain't got no loyalty, why the f*ck would I split racks
You be on my dick, On some sneaky, shit, I'll pass
I just bought my jewellery in, went to court, the jury in
You be running from this good dick, then try to come again
Spend a bag, this shit legit, tryna flip my mama crib
I'm trippin', I be on some shit, like, let me make you cum again
This ain't no cops and robbers, if you got a problem, come and pop outside
I'm the only nigga standing on business, guess I'm just that guy
My brother f*cked a opp thot again, he made that nigga cry
How you lose your bitch to a opp? I hope that you A'ight
Crash out, he just let his ego gas him up, he tried to spaz out
I just made a thousand in my sleep, now these hoes fanned out
I just had a threesome with two bitches till I passed out
I'm the only nigga who can laugh now
Teach they ass a lesson, youngins got em blessing
Treat em in the streets like this a childcare session
Okay, step up, reach down, pick up, splat
Please don't make a move before you get knocked up with this strap
Hope that I don't crash, play with me, you gassed
I just got a 10-piece and left it on the dash
You ain't got no loyalty, why the f*ck would I split racks
You be on my dick, On some sneaky, shit, I'll pass
Please don't make a sound when I'm lovin' and I'm in it
If I ever told you that I love you, then I meant it
Only free my real niggas doin' time in the sentence
Brody facin' an attempt, and an arm- nah, forget it
I'm a gentleman, when you answer me, be like, yes, sir
I don't wanna f*ck for real, I just want that pleasure
Ion around with my family, I can put you on a stretcher
I got somebody who standing on business with that pressure
You pick 10-fits for your guys, I pick 10-fits for your eyes
I got 20 bitches tellin' me I snapped and we all fly
Every time I'm in the strip club, spend 40 on the guys
Only break bread to the niggas who gon' stay right by my side
Every time a young nigga drop, I'ma turn the city up
We the type of niggas come 4-Deep, f*ck up your brother block
I ain't even heard of Lil' Buddy, he tryna know what's up
How you supposed to know if I'm gangster, you callin' me yo opp
Hope that I don't crash, play with me, you gassed
I just got a 10-piece and left it on the dash, yeah
You ain't got no loyalty, why the f*ck would I split racks
You be on my dick, On some sneaky, shit, I'll pass
I just bought my jewellery in, went to court, the jury in
You be runnin' from this good dick, then try to come again
Spend a bag, this shit legit, tryna flip my mama crib
I'm trippin', I be on some shit like, let me make you cum again
I'm trippin', I be on some shit like, let me make you cum again
Writer: Nyot Bidong
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid