Give a f*ck what he say
We go slide shoot and spray (slide)
We go win the race
Dopey to the face
I don't like that shit
We go watch that nigga call him Tv (TV)
I'm a ladies man
Yeah she wanna be my keke
Slide up on his block
Pull up to him like a meeting
Smoking on this dope
Most you niggas just be sleeping
Tweakin speakin of that bitch she freakin
I just want them bands give a f*ck bout what he speakin
Pulled up, Flexin finessing no stressing
I think that he wants the smoke
Cause He wouldn't stop pressin
Leanin, feinin drop top ceilings
Geekin, iced out Rolls Royce creepin
You know that cap (cap)
Young nigga that cap (young nigga that cap)
Pulled up with Mac
Talking that f*ck shit get shot at your back
F*ck this shit
Yeah I'm all bout my bread
So we cashed out
He thought he was funny Till them choppas made him pass out
I don't give a f*ck if he crazy we go lay him out
FBE the gang, call up my hitta come in clear it out
She's bad bitch all she wanna do is twerk it out
Back then I was playing now I'm really bout them bands now
Sad clown
Dead clown
These niggas upset now
Never had faith
Now them dollars had them scared now
Leanin feinin drop top ceiling
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Give a f*ck what he say
We go slide shoot and spray (slide)
We go win the race
Dopey to the face
I don't like that shit
We go watch that nigga call him Tv (TV)
I'm a ladies man
Yeah she wanna be my keke
Slide up on his block
Pull up to him like a meeting
Smoking on this dope
Most you niggas just be sleeping
Tweakin speakin of that bitch she freakin
I just want them bands give a f*ck bout what he speakin
Pulled up, Flexin finessing no stressing
I think that he wants the smoke
Cause He wouldn't stop pressin
Leanin, feinin drop top ceilings
Geekin, iced out Rolls Royce creepin
You know that cap (cap)
Young nigga that cap (young nigga that cap)
Pulled up with Mac
Talking that f*ck shit get shot at your back
F*ck this shit
Yeah I'm all bout my bread
So we cashed out
He thought he was funny Till them choppas made him pass out
I don't give a f*ck if he crazy we go lay him out
FBE the gang, call up my hitta come in clear it out
She's bad bitch all she wanna do is twerk it out
Back then I was playing now I'm really bout them bands now
Sad clown
Dead clown
These niggas upset now
Never had faith
Now them dollars had them scared now
Leanin feinin drop top ceiling
We go slide shoot and spray (slide)
We go win the race
Dopey to the face
I don't like that shit
We go watch that nigga call him Tv (TV)
I'm a ladies man
Yeah she wanna be my keke
Slide up on his block
Pull up to him like a meeting
Smoking on this dope
Most you niggas just be sleeping
Tweakin speakin of that bitch she freakin
I just want them bands give a f*ck bout what he speakin
Pulled up, Flexin finessing no stressing
I think that he wants the smoke
Cause He wouldn't stop pressin
Leanin, feinin drop top ceilings
Geekin, iced out Rolls Royce creepin
You know that cap (cap)
Young nigga that cap (young nigga that cap)
Pulled up with Mac
Talking that f*ck shit get shot at your back
F*ck this shit
Yeah I'm all bout my bread
So we cashed out
He thought he was funny Till them choppas made him pass out
I don't give a f*ck if he crazy we go lay him out
FBE the gang, call up my hitta come in clear it out
She's bad bitch all she wanna do is twerk it out
Back then I was playing now I'm really bout them bands now
Sad clown
Dead clown
These niggas upset now
Never had faith
Now them dollars had them scared now
Leanin feinin drop top ceiling
Writer: Francis Lukoki
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