Just popped a pill lil nigga how you feelin?
I ain't wasting time lil bitch I'm out here drilling and you ain't counting dimes
Motherf*cker loads of pennies, steady count up what's mine, lil bitch there's f*cking plenty
Sipping on that drink nigga you know it's that remy
F*cking all these bitches but they been acting friendly
But they let me hit that shit cause they say that I'm they daddy
Already know bitch I can never trust nobody
Came from out of town bitch my life is like the movie
And I'm smoking out the pound while your bitch is trying to do me
Boy you looking like a clown, all these bitches out here choosing
And I keep the chop around cause you know I'm never snitching
Ay, nigga, why you losing
Hop in the whip till my niggas get to moving
Said we bout to flip these loads, bitch you know we finna shoot em
Did drills for the low hoe, you know we get to grooving
Ay, bitch pour me up a four
Drop that bitch in a motherf*cking faygo
Ride around town with a tommy in my jeans
Lay a sucka down if you really want the steam
Caught my nigga Soto in the trap serving fiends
Steady selling rocks, lil bitch what you need
Posted on the block with my thugs sipping green
Gettin to the paper, fell in love with the green
Live that fast life, gotta get to the cheese
Lil nigga, blew up in the P
F*ck that grimey bitch, she is really for the team
Real BP, tryna my ride for my team
Catch a sucker lackin, we gon' shoot him for his teeth
Sip on this wock, make a nigga go to sleep
Run it back, bounce back and repeat
Run into the trap, lil Drake like three feet
And I let that bitch clap if you really wanna speak
I'm just running up these bands, lil bitch she want to meet
I've been serving all these packs, now I don't wake up on my feet
I've been up on the creep, three weeks no sleep
Jugging and finessing, lil nigga it ain't easy
But I'm moving through these streets like my lil nigga Breezy
Locked up in the cell, lil bro making heathens
If you looking at me wrong, I'll pop you for no reason
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Just popped a pill lil nigga how you feelin?
I ain't wasting time lil bitch I'm out here drilling and you ain't counting dimes
Motherf*cker loads of pennies, steady count up what's mine, lil bitch there's f*cking plenty
Sipping on that drink nigga you know it's that remy
F*cking all these bitches but they been acting friendly
But they let me hit that shit cause they say that I'm they daddy
Already know bitch I can never trust nobody
Came from out of town bitch my life is like the movie
And I'm smoking out the pound while your bitch is trying to do me
Boy you looking like a clown, all these bitches out here choosing
And I keep the chop around cause you know I'm never snitching
Ay, nigga, why you losing
Hop in the whip till my niggas get to moving
Said we bout to flip these loads, bitch you know we finna shoot em
Did drills for the low hoe, you know we get to grooving
Ay, bitch pour me up a four
Drop that bitch in a motherf*cking faygo
Ride around town with a tommy in my jeans
Lay a sucka down if you really want the steam
Caught my nigga Soto in the trap serving fiends
Steady selling rocks, lil bitch what you need
Posted on the block with my thugs sipping green
Gettin to the paper, fell in love with the green
Live that fast life, gotta get to the cheese
Lil nigga, blew up in the P
F*ck that grimey bitch, she is really for the team
Real BP, tryna my ride for my team
Catch a sucker lackin, we gon' shoot him for his teeth
Sip on this wock, make a nigga go to sleep
Run it back, bounce back and repeat
Run into the trap, lil Drake like three feet
And I let that bitch clap if you really wanna speak
I'm just running up these bands, lil bitch she want to meet
I've been serving all these packs, now I don't wake up on my feet
I've been up on the creep, three weeks no sleep
Jugging and finessing, lil nigga it ain't easy
But I'm moving through these streets like my lil nigga Breezy
Locked up in the cell, lil bro making heathens
If you looking at me wrong, I'll pop you for no reason
I ain't wasting time lil bitch I'm out here drilling and you ain't counting dimes
Motherf*cker loads of pennies, steady count up what's mine, lil bitch there's f*cking plenty
Sipping on that drink nigga you know it's that remy
F*cking all these bitches but they been acting friendly
But they let me hit that shit cause they say that I'm they daddy
Already know bitch I can never trust nobody
Came from out of town bitch my life is like the movie
And I'm smoking out the pound while your bitch is trying to do me
Boy you looking like a clown, all these bitches out here choosing
And I keep the chop around cause you know I'm never snitching
Ay, nigga, why you losing
Hop in the whip till my niggas get to moving
Said we bout to flip these loads, bitch you know we finna shoot em
Did drills for the low hoe, you know we get to grooving
Ay, bitch pour me up a four
Drop that bitch in a motherf*cking faygo
Ride around town with a tommy in my jeans
Lay a sucka down if you really want the steam
Caught my nigga Soto in the trap serving fiends
Steady selling rocks, lil bitch what you need
Posted on the block with my thugs sipping green
Gettin to the paper, fell in love with the green
Live that fast life, gotta get to the cheese
Lil nigga, blew up in the P
F*ck that grimey bitch, she is really for the team
Real BP, tryna my ride for my team
Catch a sucker lackin, we gon' shoot him for his teeth
Sip on this wock, make a nigga go to sleep
Run it back, bounce back and repeat
Run into the trap, lil Drake like three feet
And I let that bitch clap if you really wanna speak
I'm just running up these bands, lil bitch she want to meet
I've been serving all these packs, now I don't wake up on my feet
I've been up on the creep, three weeks no sleep
Jugging and finessing, lil nigga it ain't easy
But I'm moving through these streets like my lil nigga Breezy
Locked up in the cell, lil bro making heathens
If you looking at me wrong, I'll pop you for no reason
Writer: Alan Soto
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid