andrelllouis - 300 (feat. Luuh6. lifedraco) Lyrics

Lil bitch can't sit at my table
You know that we eating
My brothers we all fed
And they all puff on bluff you coming through tweaking
We f*ck around leaving that mall dead
Glock with a 30 that bitch got a bald head
Cant live on a hoe bitch you know imma fall back
I get to the chi like a muf*ckin' mall rat
He talking that shit bitch you know I'm on all that
Yeah me and my boys in the city
I'm gettin' his lo and we smokein' that small pack
We pop out and leave about 50
Im leavin' they bones for the roaches and small rats
I pop out and took it them boys tryna get me
For upping the score say they need me to spin back
Head shot clip I'm leaving it empty
For all of them **** that's talkin' that big smack
You know I'm at peace
I'm talking to God let my anger deplete
I'm counting this paper not smoking these trees
You know that my boys got the book that's the bible
We reading a verse every day of the week
I'm turning to God on my hands and my knees
And Jesus had died but he came back in three
I'm praising the Lord while I wait on my savior
His children are blessed and we callin' it free
New pack yeah we smoking they dead's
Pull up these bullets gone run threw yo head
Spin back nah we spin to the feds
Told you these bullets gone knock off yo dreads
Told you there's no point in playing
Told you you can't keep complaining
I told him to God I be praying
I told him I love her she switched for a ****
Who don't give a shit where she stay in
I told you it's lit
Made a bitch love me she touchin' my dick
My money grow quick
My hands on my stick
**** is lurking they must be a bitch
These bitches they love me but some get me sick
Grinding for likes and they posting these pics
She threw that ass back for a **** she miss
Don't hate cause I ghosted I'm done with her shit
Lil bitch can't sit at my table
You know that we eating
My brothers we all fed
And they all puff on bluff you coming through tweaking
We f*ck around leaving that mall dead
Glock with a 30 that bitch got a bald head
Cant live on a hoe bitch you know imma fall back
I get to the chi like a muf*ckin' mall rat
He talking that shit bitch you know I'm on all that
Bang bang blow he up it I'm killing
These pussy ass **** they don't know the difference
I'm going real hard on this beat I ain't drillin'
At night it got cold and you don't know the feelin'
Yeah I don't do drungs but my homies be hittin'
They poppin' them pills but I say that im chillin'
When I'm at the top with fresh air bitch I'm winnin'
You talk with a box in yo throat how you livin'
My money grow bigger my vision get clearer
You f*ck with a bop and got burned how you figure
That **** a bitch and his transactions thinner
He f*ck up that pussy and ate it for dinner
That **** is nasty
Her kitty is trashy
Don't f*ck with a bitch if her voice is real raspy
I climbed up the ladder to boss from a lackey
I'm at the top and no **** can pass me
These choppas go doom doom blow
She say that she like how I smile (what's up)
My **** do 300 hundred miles
When I hit the courts we be knockin' em down (grahh)
These speakers we blasting em loud
Can't trust a new bitch cause they feenin' for clout
Said n***** is creepin' so don't make a sound
Keep chasing we letting of 300 rounds
Lil bitch can't sit at my table
You know that we eating
My brothers we all fed
And they all puff on bluff you coming through tweaking
We f*ck around leaving that mall dead
Glock with a 30 that bitch got a bald head
Cant live on a hoe bitch you know imma fall back
I get to the chi like a muf*ckin' mall rat
He talking that shit bitch you know I'm on all that