Ballin on yo bitchass like I'm MJ back in 88
F*ck a line (bitch) I ain't never one to f*ckin wait
Why you wanna hate appreciate all the shit I say
Try and send some threats box you in with some yellow tape (Bitch)
We are not the same, change the game (Bitch) I'm here to stay
Shooters like they Klay in the bay but I'm in LA
Choppa throwing kicks, flyin shit call that bitch Lui Kang
Nigga you can't hang you a bitch get the f*ck away
Rappin like it's Christmas but it's summer
School is comin what a bummer
F*cked yo bitch up in a hummer
Nah just playin got her number
We the gunners you the runners
Love my father and my mother
Knock you out you in a slumber
Fly ass nigga PJ Tucker
Getchu lined up but I ain't no f*ckin barber
All my bars are sharper, I'm OG like Peter Parker
That's a red dot not a marker
Better duck put on some armor
This no game no second chances
If you die that's your departure
Cruisin down Sawtelle with a story to tell
I got bars on top of bars they can't fit in a cell
Ring the bell the champ is here better give me my belt
I left that bitch on read let her know how I felt (Bitch)
Play you like a switch
Call me Kobe I don't flinch
Take yo shit just like the grinch
Use yo brain you might get rich
Neck so cold just like a fridge
Pull your hair off issa wig
Keep it real don't give a shit
You might quit but I got grit
Let me go and switch the topic
Got no beard pop off like rockets
Got some cash up in my pockets
Why are you running bitch just stop it
Just admit your shit is garbage
Tryna be rich no ten years of college
I got knowledge others lackin
Just imagine the satisfaction
To buy your parents a mansion
Get off your ass take action
Ain't no cuts f*ck subtraction
It's all about attraction
Yea I miss you what happened
Sike you thought I'm cappin
You needa reexamine
How your life's been passin
Yea she's in the past tense
All about the progress
Like I'm Philly bitch yo ass better trust the process
When I'm sleepin bitch I'm dreamin all about my bread
Thinkin of my next move gotta be a step ahead (Bitch)
Cruisin down Sawtelle with a story to tell
I got bars on top of bars they can't fit in a cell
Ring the bell the champ is here better give me my belt
I left that bitch on read let her know how I felt (Bitch)
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Ballin on yo bitchass like I'm MJ back in 88
F*ck a line (bitch) I ain't never one to f*ckin wait
Why you wanna hate appreciate all the shit I say
Try and send some threats box you in with some yellow tape (Bitch)
We are not the same, change the game (Bitch) I'm here to stay
Shooters like they Klay in the bay but I'm in LA
Choppa throwing kicks, flyin shit call that bitch Lui Kang
Nigga you can't hang you a bitch get the f*ck away
Rappin like it's Christmas but it's summer
School is comin what a bummer
F*cked yo bitch up in a hummer
Nah just playin got her number
We the gunners you the runners
Love my father and my mother
Knock you out you in a slumber
Fly ass nigga PJ Tucker
Getchu lined up but I ain't no f*ckin barber
All my bars are sharper, I'm OG like Peter Parker
That's a red dot not a marker
Better duck put on some armor
This no game no second chances
If you die that's your departure
Cruisin down Sawtelle with a story to tell
I got bars on top of bars they can't fit in a cell
Ring the bell the champ is here better give me my belt
I left that bitch on read let her know how I felt (Bitch)
Play you like a switch
Call me Kobe I don't flinch
Take yo shit just like the grinch
Use yo brain you might get rich
Neck so cold just like a fridge
Pull your hair off issa wig
Keep it real don't give a shit
You might quit but I got grit
Let me go and switch the topic
Got no beard pop off like rockets
Got some cash up in my pockets
Why are you running bitch just stop it
Just admit your shit is garbage
Tryna be rich no ten years of college
I got knowledge others lackin
Just imagine the satisfaction
To buy your parents a mansion
Get off your ass take action
Ain't no cuts f*ck subtraction
It's all about attraction
Yea I miss you what happened
Sike you thought I'm cappin
You needa reexamine
How your life's been passin
Yea she's in the past tense
All about the progress
Like I'm Philly bitch yo ass better trust the process
When I'm sleepin bitch I'm dreamin all about my bread
Thinkin of my next move gotta be a step ahead (Bitch)
Cruisin down Sawtelle with a story to tell
I got bars on top of bars they can't fit in a cell
Ring the bell the champ is here better give me my belt
I left that bitch on read let her know how I felt (Bitch)
F*ck a line (bitch) I ain't never one to f*ckin wait
Why you wanna hate appreciate all the shit I say
Try and send some threats box you in with some yellow tape (Bitch)
We are not the same, change the game (Bitch) I'm here to stay
Shooters like they Klay in the bay but I'm in LA
Choppa throwing kicks, flyin shit call that bitch Lui Kang
Nigga you can't hang you a bitch get the f*ck away
Rappin like it's Christmas but it's summer
School is comin what a bummer
F*cked yo bitch up in a hummer
Nah just playin got her number
We the gunners you the runners
Love my father and my mother
Knock you out you in a slumber
Fly ass nigga PJ Tucker
Getchu lined up but I ain't no f*ckin barber
All my bars are sharper, I'm OG like Peter Parker
That's a red dot not a marker
Better duck put on some armor
This no game no second chances
If you die that's your departure
Cruisin down Sawtelle with a story to tell
I got bars on top of bars they can't fit in a cell
Ring the bell the champ is here better give me my belt
I left that bitch on read let her know how I felt (Bitch)
Play you like a switch
Call me Kobe I don't flinch
Take yo shit just like the grinch
Use yo brain you might get rich
Neck so cold just like a fridge
Pull your hair off issa wig
Keep it real don't give a shit
You might quit but I got grit
Let me go and switch the topic
Got no beard pop off like rockets
Got some cash up in my pockets
Why are you running bitch just stop it
Just admit your shit is garbage
Tryna be rich no ten years of college
I got knowledge others lackin
Just imagine the satisfaction
To buy your parents a mansion
Get off your ass take action
Ain't no cuts f*ck subtraction
It's all about attraction
Yea I miss you what happened
Sike you thought I'm cappin
You needa reexamine
How your life's been passin
Yea she's in the past tense
All about the progress
Like I'm Philly bitch yo ass better trust the process
When I'm sleepin bitch I'm dreamin all about my bread
Thinkin of my next move gotta be a step ahead (Bitch)
Cruisin down Sawtelle with a story to tell
I got bars on top of bars they can't fit in a cell
Ring the bell the champ is here better give me my belt
I left that bitch on read let her know how I felt (Bitch)
Writer: Erik Estrada
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid