BossMoneyEmpire - NoCindaRel Lyrics

I just bought a
Pound of dosier
I just need a
Cigar rel
She said mista; you a dog but, bitch you ain't no
Cinda rel
Give em hell
I been jumping off the porch since I was twelve
I've been rapping, trapping, stacking
Going in and out of jail, what the hell
When I roll a blunt, you know I roll it fat
If I take her to my crib, you know she throw that pussy back
Throw a stack, to these strippers
She a flipper, I'm that tipper
She said MR you that nigga, hoe go figure, ok
You cant come round here this ain't yo turf
Blue in my cup, look like a smurf
You know you smoking gas, if a nigga burp
I got my hand under her skirt
I'm just tryna make it work, but if that don't work; continue selling work
Cause we be rapping, we be trapping, doing doughnuts in Atlanta
We be riding 22's on the Chevy in Atlanta
You get caught up on the news, trying to flex up in Atlanta
Choppa knock you out yo shoes, play it cool in Atlanta
I just bought a
Pound of dosier
I just need a, cigar rel
She said; MR you a dawg
Well bitch, you ain't no; Cindarel'
Give em hell
Ever since D$ died, we do not f*ck with Shell's
No we do not f*ck with 12
Since the pack still coming in, we still go check the mail
To the money
Like I'm Sonic
That's ironic
Bad bitch with me bad, she a barbie
Pull up in them foreign cars
I'm in a Fisker, I'm with MR
In a Tesla, I'm with 5th, we them niggas
Trap doing good, 25hunnid on some reefer
I spent that shit on some sneakers
Yeah her pussy good, but I ain't keep her, she was annoying
My Breitling shine, bitch I'm glowing, uh
And I'm the man of the year and I'm the man of the hour
Go to the strip club
And I'ma make that bitch shower
Throw a bunch of cash, been making it rain for a hour, nigga wha
I just bought a
Pound of dosier
I just need a
Cigar rel
She said mista; you a dog but, bitch you ain't no
Cinda rel
Give em hell
I been jumping off the porch since I was twelve
I've been rapping, trapping, stacking
Going in and out of jail, what the hell