AAAK, Nigga
On the phone for 30 minutes talking to his
Credit line Kidnapping niggas and sell his kidneys on
The black market Do me too hard to find
Already know some already I told lil bro
When you go on pop this nigga you better keep the gun straight
I been outside waiting for this hoe she told me she was almost ready
Clearly I was lied to you be rattin' tryna act like you hard
I despise you
My fan tryna walk up to me all weird I advised Him keep moving
I did this shit on my own, I made my own blueprint
This bitch tryna laugh in my face I just
Call her ass a dumb bitch That nigga tryna throw me in interrogation
Room I said what's the switch?
I don't know what that is officer Nigga call my phone about the drugs I said
How much you coppin' sir?
I hung up the phone because he wasn't tryna
Coppin' up
This bitch just told me slide for a grand
Bitch that is not enough
My fiend tryna get her nose clean with some angel dust,
I don't want that old ass bucket that bitch bout to rust
I like my girls how I like my cars, only foreigns
This nigga pop 12 molly pills and now he Overdosin'
I don't want this shit no more I got you 50 for the oxycodne,
I sent this bitch in with the prescription
To get the lean told her "Get me a pint"
I asked this nigga what you got in yo drink he
Say only sprite This nigga hitt my phone to copp some drink
Bro can only afford a line,
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AAAK, Nigga
On the phone for 30 minutes talking to his
Credit line Kidnapping niggas and sell his kidneys on
The black market Do me too hard to find
Already know some already I told lil bro
When you go on pop this nigga you better keep the gun straight
I been outside waiting for this hoe she told me she was almost ready
Clearly I was lied to you be rattin' tryna act like you hard
I despise you
My fan tryna walk up to me all weird I advised Him keep moving
I did this shit on my own, I made my own blueprint
This bitch tryna laugh in my face I just
Call her ass a dumb bitch That nigga tryna throw me in interrogation
Room I said what's the switch?
I don't know what that is officer Nigga call my phone about the drugs I said
How much you coppin' sir?
I hung up the phone because he wasn't tryna
Coppin' up
This bitch just told me slide for a grand
Bitch that is not enough
My fiend tryna get her nose clean with some angel dust,
I don't want that old ass bucket that bitch bout to rust
I like my girls how I like my cars, only foreigns
This nigga pop 12 molly pills and now he Overdosin'
I don't want this shit no more I got you 50 for the oxycodne,
I sent this bitch in with the prescription
To get the lean told her "Get me a pint"
I asked this nigga what you got in yo drink he
Say only sprite This nigga hitt my phone to copp some drink
Bro can only afford a line,
On the phone for 30 minutes talking to his
Credit line Kidnapping niggas and sell his kidneys on
The black market Do me too hard to find
Already know some already I told lil bro
When you go on pop this nigga you better keep the gun straight
I been outside waiting for this hoe she told me she was almost ready
Clearly I was lied to you be rattin' tryna act like you hard
I despise you
My fan tryna walk up to me all weird I advised Him keep moving
I did this shit on my own, I made my own blueprint
This bitch tryna laugh in my face I just
Call her ass a dumb bitch That nigga tryna throw me in interrogation
Room I said what's the switch?
I don't know what that is officer Nigga call my phone about the drugs I said
How much you coppin' sir?
I hung up the phone because he wasn't tryna
Coppin' up
This bitch just told me slide for a grand
Bitch that is not enough
My fiend tryna get her nose clean with some angel dust,
I don't want that old ass bucket that bitch bout to rust
I like my girls how I like my cars, only foreigns
This nigga pop 12 molly pills and now he Overdosin'
I don't want this shit no more I got you 50 for the oxycodne,
I sent this bitch in with the prescription
To get the lean told her "Get me a pint"
I asked this nigga what you got in yo drink he
Say only sprite This nigga hitt my phone to copp some drink
Bro can only afford a line,
Writer: Mase Kinser
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