Got yo hoe and blow up phone
She be telling me, that you broke and you lame
Heard you stepping to me better stay in your lane
I don't know if the percs or the molly but this shit in my body got me going insane
Red bottoms to match up the stains
New Cartier, I iced out the frames
Want a shot at me you better have aim
You too far back, that's out of your range
Black and white bitches I'm just like a panda
I'm blessing these hoes like my nickname was Santa
Brand new AP I bust out the Patek, I hop in a ghost and that shit automatic
I fell in love wit the money, I stuff all the blue faces in the attic
Drugs I need more
They killed my bro so we gotta go to war
Say the word right now it can go down
Last nigga that played with the gang he got gunned down
Niggas pussy when seen me they froze nigga
I'll turn yo ass into a ghost nigga
Lil baby you f*cking my mood up
I put my trust in my rugers
I got one extended clip but I got 4 sticks
But we hop out the cut we 8 sticks
We over here just trynna erase shit
Why you over here if you not gonna face shit
They way we shoot at niggas they think we raciest
Don't come out your mouth trynna say shit we don't give a f*ck lil nigga just duck (Boom)
Ain't no teachers in school, had to hustle
Blindfold I can shoot off the muscle
Get 'em quiet I pop on a muzzle, these niggas be talking like hoes, I can't trust 'em
So much motion these niggas can't stop it
Man I always pop out on some fly shit
Man this gas got me high as a rocket
I'm too rich, I had to buy extra pockets
Living like Pluto, I go to skyami, blow a bag on a bitch yeah we up in a Telly
I sent a hit on a nigga, if your choppa not hot, you gonna spray till mothf*cking empty
I make some plays up in Vegas, I'm rocking all black like I'm raciest, I'm getting to famous
Ecstasy f*ck up mind, she not one of mine, I guess you broke of kind
Damn, different colors the watch two tone
Not again man she blowing up my phone
You broke ass a bitch, why you crying you alone
Hate when hoes wanna bring up my past
They hating the truth, I don't know you asked
Taking risk like my life was a gamble
You too soft, you can't live what we handle
Huh, you too soft you can't live what we handle
I be balling on niggas like melo
I'll slap the f*ck out a bitch ain't no hello
Nigga play with me I might have to suit up
I be off the molly I just be booted up
Woah, I don't give no f*ck what a nigga had said
When you seen me yo ass play dead
I be them niggas that be seeing red
But if a nigga play with me i'm going fed
Huh, I don't give a f*ck what yo bitch had said
I came up off of catching hats
Nigga play with me I might have to spin back
You got 10k on his head you better get that
All that talking on the net I ain't with that
Woah, (Boom)
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Got yo hoe and blow up phone
She be telling me, that you broke and you lame
Heard you stepping to me better stay in your lane
I don't know if the percs or the molly but this shit in my body got me going insane
Red bottoms to match up the stains
New Cartier, I iced out the frames
Want a shot at me you better have aim
You too far back, that's out of your range
Black and white bitches I'm just like a panda
I'm blessing these hoes like my nickname was Santa
Brand new AP I bust out the Patek, I hop in a ghost and that shit automatic
I fell in love wit the money, I stuff all the blue faces in the attic
Drugs I need more
They killed my bro so we gotta go to war
Say the word right now it can go down
Last nigga that played with the gang he got gunned down
Niggas pussy when seen me they froze nigga
I'll turn yo ass into a ghost nigga
Lil baby you f*cking my mood up
I put my trust in my rugers
I got one extended clip but I got 4 sticks
But we hop out the cut we 8 sticks
We over here just trynna erase shit
Why you over here if you not gonna face shit
They way we shoot at niggas they think we raciest
Don't come out your mouth trynna say shit we don't give a f*ck lil nigga just duck (Boom)
Ain't no teachers in school, had to hustle
Blindfold I can shoot off the muscle
Get 'em quiet I pop on a muzzle, these niggas be talking like hoes, I can't trust 'em
So much motion these niggas can't stop it
Man I always pop out on some fly shit
Man this gas got me high as a rocket
I'm too rich, I had to buy extra pockets
Living like Pluto, I go to skyami, blow a bag on a bitch yeah we up in a Telly
I sent a hit on a nigga, if your choppa not hot, you gonna spray till mothf*cking empty
I make some plays up in Vegas, I'm rocking all black like I'm raciest, I'm getting to famous
Ecstasy f*ck up mind, she not one of mine, I guess you broke of kind
Damn, different colors the watch two tone
Not again man she blowing up my phone
You broke ass a bitch, why you crying you alone
Hate when hoes wanna bring up my past
They hating the truth, I don't know you asked
Taking risk like my life was a gamble
You too soft, you can't live what we handle
Huh, you too soft you can't live what we handle
I be balling on niggas like melo
I'll slap the f*ck out a bitch ain't no hello
Nigga play with me I might have to suit up
I be off the molly I just be booted up
Woah, I don't give no f*ck what a nigga had said
When you seen me yo ass play dead
I be them niggas that be seeing red
But if a nigga play with me i'm going fed
Huh, I don't give a f*ck what yo bitch had said
I came up off of catching hats
Nigga play with me I might have to spin back
You got 10k on his head you better get that
All that talking on the net I ain't with that
Woah, (Boom)
She be telling me, that you broke and you lame
Heard you stepping to me better stay in your lane
I don't know if the percs or the molly but this shit in my body got me going insane
Red bottoms to match up the stains
New Cartier, I iced out the frames
Want a shot at me you better have aim
You too far back, that's out of your range
Black and white bitches I'm just like a panda
I'm blessing these hoes like my nickname was Santa
Brand new AP I bust out the Patek, I hop in a ghost and that shit automatic
I fell in love wit the money, I stuff all the blue faces in the attic
Drugs I need more
They killed my bro so we gotta go to war
Say the word right now it can go down
Last nigga that played with the gang he got gunned down
Niggas pussy when seen me they froze nigga
I'll turn yo ass into a ghost nigga
Lil baby you f*cking my mood up
I put my trust in my rugers
I got one extended clip but I got 4 sticks
But we hop out the cut we 8 sticks
We over here just trynna erase shit
Why you over here if you not gonna face shit
They way we shoot at niggas they think we raciest
Don't come out your mouth trynna say shit we don't give a f*ck lil nigga just duck (Boom)
Ain't no teachers in school, had to hustle
Blindfold I can shoot off the muscle
Get 'em quiet I pop on a muzzle, these niggas be talking like hoes, I can't trust 'em
So much motion these niggas can't stop it
Man I always pop out on some fly shit
Man this gas got me high as a rocket
I'm too rich, I had to buy extra pockets
Living like Pluto, I go to skyami, blow a bag on a bitch yeah we up in a Telly
I sent a hit on a nigga, if your choppa not hot, you gonna spray till mothf*cking empty
I make some plays up in Vegas, I'm rocking all black like I'm raciest, I'm getting to famous
Ecstasy f*ck up mind, she not one of mine, I guess you broke of kind
Damn, different colors the watch two tone
Not again man she blowing up my phone
You broke ass a bitch, why you crying you alone
Hate when hoes wanna bring up my past
They hating the truth, I don't know you asked
Taking risk like my life was a gamble
You too soft, you can't live what we handle
Huh, you too soft you can't live what we handle
I be balling on niggas like melo
I'll slap the f*ck out a bitch ain't no hello
Nigga play with me I might have to suit up
I be off the molly I just be booted up
Woah, I don't give no f*ck what a nigga had said
When you seen me yo ass play dead
I be them niggas that be seeing red
But if a nigga play with me i'm going fed
Huh, I don't give a f*ck what yo bitch had said
I came up off of catching hats
Nigga play with me I might have to spin back
You got 10k on his head you better get that
All that talking on the net I ain't with that
Woah, (Boom)
Writer: Isaiah Moore, Eric Moore
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid