It go Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
I'm comin' for your throat
I can see the future
Like my vision was a telescope
I feel like a Kleenex
Cause lil whodie only wipe a nose
Carry so much money
It might leave a youngin' pigeon toed
I got too way too much
I can't roll the way I used to roll
Shots fired
Got lil whodie goin' on patrol
Focused on my bag
I ain't never goin' back to broke
I don't ever brag
But I got it and you really don't
I don't ever cap
Nah jit, we don't sugar coat
Do I got a strap on me now
They don't really know
Nina eat a liter of an opp
Leave him at the door
I be in that Bemur
Cause I ate many more
Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
Google Maps do the rest
He thought he was safe
When he got a vest
I be goin' dummy on a jit
Cruisin' with a kit
Every single drum got a kick
Yeah
Life done came around
I been through stressful situations
Straight up out the trenches
Tryna make an occupation
Every time they see me
Yeah, yeah, it's a panic
I'm bussin' on some Nemo's
While I'm cruisin' down Atlantic
Don't be pocket watchin'
When your pockets goin' empty
Try me if you wanna
You gon' end up layin' six feet
Tryna get this cream
That's why I'm always stayin' crispy
Ayy, what that thing do again
Oh yeah
It go Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
I'm comin' for your throat
I can see the future
Like my vision was a telescope
I feel like a Kleenex
Cause lil whodie only wipe a nose
Carry so much money
It might leave a youngin' pigeon toed
I got too way too much
I can't roll the way I used to roll
Shots fired
Got lil whodie goin' on patrol
Focused on my bag
I ain't never goin' back to broke
I don't ever brag
But I got it and you really don't
On a mission, huh
Our pockets are different, huh
He think he bout it
'Til I pop up in his district, huh
You gonna fall flat
Like a tire with a nail
My K got a blowhole
Somethin' like a whale
I don't need no ojos lookin'
When I slide through
If it is
I'mma find you
I could build a house
Made of money that I earned
My lead hot
It's gon' dump you in an Urn
And I got frost too, yeah jit
Big shark
Even on a Motorola
Diamonds shine up in the dark
You try to play me like controller
All you gonna see is dark
I pick the pieces of the puzzle
Then I tear you into parts
That part
I don't got no heart
Your luck about to run short
Call it Kevin Hart
I'mma catch you lackin'
Up on any boulevard
Oh man, I got jits scared
It go Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
I'm comin' for your throat
I can see the future
Like my vision was a telescope
I feel like a Kleenex
Cause lil whodie only wipe a nose
Carry so much money
It might leave a youngin' pigeon toed
I got too way too much
I can't roll the way I used to roll
Shots fired
Got lil whodie goin' on patrol
Focused on my bag
I ain't never goin' back to broke
I don't ever brag
But I got it and you really don't
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It go Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
I'm comin' for your throat
I can see the future
Like my vision was a telescope
I feel like a Kleenex
Cause lil whodie only wipe a nose
Carry so much money
It might leave a youngin' pigeon toed
I got too way too much
I can't roll the way I used to roll
Shots fired
Got lil whodie goin' on patrol
Focused on my bag
I ain't never goin' back to broke
I don't ever brag
But I got it and you really don't
I don't ever cap
Nah jit, we don't sugar coat
Do I got a strap on me now
They don't really know
Nina eat a liter of an opp
Leave him at the door
I be in that Bemur
Cause I ate many more
Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
Google Maps do the rest
He thought he was safe
When he got a vest
I be goin' dummy on a jit
Cruisin' with a kit
Every single drum got a kick
Yeah
Life done came around
I been through stressful situations
Straight up out the trenches
Tryna make an occupation
Every time they see me
Yeah, yeah, it's a panic
I'm bussin' on some Nemo's
While I'm cruisin' down Atlantic
Don't be pocket watchin'
When your pockets goin' empty
Try me if you wanna
You gon' end up layin' six feet
Tryna get this cream
That's why I'm always stayin' crispy
Ayy, what that thing do again
Oh yeah
It go Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
I'm comin' for your throat
I can see the future
Like my vision was a telescope
I feel like a Kleenex
Cause lil whodie only wipe a nose
Carry so much money
It might leave a youngin' pigeon toed
I got too way too much
I can't roll the way I used to roll
Shots fired
Got lil whodie goin' on patrol
Focused on my bag
I ain't never goin' back to broke
I don't ever brag
But I got it and you really don't
On a mission, huh
Our pockets are different, huh
He think he bout it
'Til I pop up in his district, huh
You gonna fall flat
Like a tire with a nail
My K got a blowhole
Somethin' like a whale
I don't need no ojos lookin'
When I slide through
If it is
I'mma find you
I could build a house
Made of money that I earned
My lead hot
It's gon' dump you in an Urn
And I got frost too, yeah jit
Big shark
Even on a Motorola
Diamonds shine up in the dark
You try to play me like controller
All you gonna see is dark
I pick the pieces of the puzzle
Then I tear you into parts
That part
I don't got no heart
Your luck about to run short
Call it Kevin Hart
I'mma catch you lackin'
Up on any boulevard
Oh man, I got jits scared
It go Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
I'm comin' for your throat
I can see the future
Like my vision was a telescope
I feel like a Kleenex
Cause lil whodie only wipe a nose
Carry so much money
It might leave a youngin' pigeon toed
I got too way too much
I can't roll the way I used to roll
Shots fired
Got lil whodie goin' on patrol
Focused on my bag
I ain't never goin' back to broke
I don't ever brag
But I got it and you really don't
I'm comin' for your throat
I can see the future
Like my vision was a telescope
I feel like a Kleenex
Cause lil whodie only wipe a nose
Carry so much money
It might leave a youngin' pigeon toed
I got too way too much
I can't roll the way I used to roll
Shots fired
Got lil whodie goin' on patrol
Focused on my bag
I ain't never goin' back to broke
I don't ever brag
But I got it and you really don't
I don't ever cap
Nah jit, we don't sugar coat
Do I got a strap on me now
They don't really know
Nina eat a liter of an opp
Leave him at the door
I be in that Bemur
Cause I ate many more
Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
Google Maps do the rest
He thought he was safe
When he got a vest
I be goin' dummy on a jit
Cruisin' with a kit
Every single drum got a kick
Yeah
Life done came around
I been through stressful situations
Straight up out the trenches
Tryna make an occupation
Every time they see me
Yeah, yeah, it's a panic
I'm bussin' on some Nemo's
While I'm cruisin' down Atlantic
Don't be pocket watchin'
When your pockets goin' empty
Try me if you wanna
You gon' end up layin' six feet
Tryna get this cream
That's why I'm always stayin' crispy
Ayy, what that thing do again
Oh yeah
It go Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
I'm comin' for your throat
I can see the future
Like my vision was a telescope
I feel like a Kleenex
Cause lil whodie only wipe a nose
Carry so much money
It might leave a youngin' pigeon toed
I got too way too much
I can't roll the way I used to roll
Shots fired
Got lil whodie goin' on patrol
Focused on my bag
I ain't never goin' back to broke
I don't ever brag
But I got it and you really don't
On a mission, huh
Our pockets are different, huh
He think he bout it
'Til I pop up in his district, huh
You gonna fall flat
Like a tire with a nail
My K got a blowhole
Somethin' like a whale
I don't need no ojos lookin'
When I slide through
If it is
I'mma find you
I could build a house
Made of money that I earned
My lead hot
It's gon' dump you in an Urn
And I got frost too, yeah jit
Big shark
Even on a Motorola
Diamonds shine up in the dark
You try to play me like controller
All you gonna see is dark
I pick the pieces of the puzzle
Then I tear you into parts
That part
I don't got no heart
Your luck about to run short
Call it Kevin Hart
I'mma catch you lackin'
Up on any boulevard
Oh man, I got jits scared
It go Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
I'm comin' for your throat
I can see the future
Like my vision was a telescope
I feel like a Kleenex
Cause lil whodie only wipe a nose
Carry so much money
It might leave a youngin' pigeon toed
I got too way too much
I can't roll the way I used to roll
Shots fired
Got lil whodie goin' on patrol
Focused on my bag
I ain't never goin' back to broke
I don't ever brag
But I got it and you really don't
Writer: Landon Weatherspoon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, FOUR SEVEN ENTERTAINMENT, Songtrust Ave