AvriXan - My Way Lyrics

AXan
Take her to the trap
Take her to the back
Cus you Know Everything
Good my way
Every thing
Every thing
Good my way
50 Cal On My Waist
Ion wanna talk
Cus these niggas
Speaking Snake
Ion really care
What a nigga gotta say
At the end of the day
I'm a youngin getting paid
Yea I'm getting paid
Yea I'm getting pecos
Gotta put it in the bank
Official wit the stamp on
Niggas wanna talk about it
Youngin Get ya bred up
Gotta look out for my homies
Help em get they bred up
If they try to cross me
Pop em wit a red dot
Saying you my homie
Catch you snaking then you die
Ion got time
For the rumors or the lies
Betta keep that shit 100
Say dat shit 100 times
Speakin On what's real
Is what Only gets denied
Everything about it
Is gonn make you Open eyes
Better keep em open
If you don't you did a crime
According to the crackers
Anything to Penalize
Take her to the trap
Take her to the back
Cus you Know Everything
Good my way
Everything everything good my way
Everything everything good my way
Everything good
And my Niggas gonn vouch
I ain't saying no names
But they light up ya house
Ima Chase me a band
And I'm talking bout now
Ion care about niggas
Should know that by now
I'm bussin these verbs
And I'm mixing the nouns
If you laugh at me now
You must kno you a clown
The love that I get
When I pop in the crowd
Be the numbers I seen when I buss down the pounds
I'm keepin it quiet (Shh)
But it was the loud
And I pop ona block
Wit all types of discounts
By the time lay down
Betta bless my account
I ain't takin no Ls
If I do ima bounce
Like she did ona dick
When I came to her town
Dickin her down
Got her feelin me now
She slept ona nigga
But wake to rounds
With Her Face in the pillow
I'm all in it now
Take her to the trap
Take her to the back
Cus you Know Everything
Good my way
Everything everything good my way
Everything everything good my way
Riding round wit my stick
Talkin on the Net
Ima pop out wit ya bitch
I aint trynn flex
But a nigga gettin rich
Cus I'm learning from mistakes
Never focused ona bitch
Ion gotta talk cus u kno what's on my lap
If I catch u talkin crazy
Got u also running laps
Niggas always say they tuff
But I ain't really see dat
Oppies In they crib
When I slide
They out the back
Really did my actions
Ion never need to act
Rapping back to back
Got me feelin every Track
Ain't no other way to do it
All we ever knew was trap
If a cop come
And you talk
You a rat
Then I gotta pop you
Like a mf flat
Ion care bout it
Gotta live by the code
No I'm not talking bout ya mf phone
When it come to my phone
Gotta leave that shit alone
Take her to the trap
Take her to the back
Cus you Know Everything
Good my way
Every thing
Every thing
Good my way
BITCH