Riding butt wavy
These broads are going so crazy
These niggas cant phase me
Ain't working they lazy
The money wont change me
These pills i been popping
Im losin my options
Im tired of talking
F*ckin yo bitch
I love her she thicc
She go and dance on the dick
Niggas stay talking their shit
Where is my bullets
Where is my clips
Where is my smith
Where is my wesson
Right under my bed
Right where I left em
You better be counting your blessings
And Dre you aint stressin
Bitches get played like some chess n
Niggas get jumped like some checkers
Dre you aint answer my message
I saw it I thought it was stupid
You bumpin my music
The flow is so fliud
We Getting right to it
A nigga so jewish
Im stacking my bread
Stacking this challah
And Bitch im a balla
Who Chasing that guala
And Dre you a monsta
F*ck it no hook
Crossing like kyrie
Leaving em shook
The lessons im speakin
We hustle no reason
Is what you be thinking
Red dot and its blinkin
F*ck it no sleepin
Im chasin these dreams n
The beats that im killin
The blunts that im filing
You think im just chillin
Not signing no deals n
The tracks that im droppin
Been nothing for weeks
N People they fiendin
Relax im cooking this heat n
If life were a movie
How would you act in the scene n
The Mac and the beamin
Leavin you screaming
Your heart is jus beating
Your heart is jus racin
Im playin my part im feelin amazin
Where is my bullets
Where is my clips
Where is my smith
Where is my wesson
Right under my bed
Right where i left em
You better be counting your blessings
And Dre you aint stressin
Bitches get played like some chess n
Niggas get jumped like some checkers
Dre you aint answer my message
I saw it I thought it was stupid
You bumpin my music
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Riding butt wavy
These broads are going so crazy
These niggas cant phase me
Ain't working they lazy
The money wont change me
These pills i been popping
Im losin my options
Im tired of talking
F*ckin yo bitch
I love her she thicc
She go and dance on the dick
Niggas stay talking their shit
Where is my bullets
Where is my clips
Where is my smith
Where is my wesson
Right under my bed
Right where I left em
You better be counting your blessings
And Dre you aint stressin
Bitches get played like some chess n
Niggas get jumped like some checkers
Dre you aint answer my message
I saw it I thought it was stupid
You bumpin my music
The flow is so fliud
We Getting right to it
A nigga so jewish
Im stacking my bread
Stacking this challah
And Bitch im a balla
Who Chasing that guala
And Dre you a monsta
F*ck it no hook
Crossing like kyrie
Leaving em shook
The lessons im speakin
We hustle no reason
Is what you be thinking
Red dot and its blinkin
F*ck it no sleepin
Im chasin these dreams n
The beats that im killin
The blunts that im filing
You think im just chillin
Not signing no deals n
The tracks that im droppin
Been nothing for weeks
N People they fiendin
Relax im cooking this heat n
If life were a movie
How would you act in the scene n
The Mac and the beamin
Leavin you screaming
Your heart is jus beating
Your heart is jus racin
Im playin my part im feelin amazin
Where is my bullets
Where is my clips
Where is my smith
Where is my wesson
Right under my bed
Right where i left em
You better be counting your blessings
And Dre you aint stressin
Bitches get played like some chess n
Niggas get jumped like some checkers
Dre you aint answer my message
I saw it I thought it was stupid
You bumpin my music
These broads are going so crazy
These niggas cant phase me
Ain't working they lazy
The money wont change me
These pills i been popping
Im losin my options
Im tired of talking
F*ckin yo bitch
I love her she thicc
She go and dance on the dick
Niggas stay talking their shit
Where is my bullets
Where is my clips
Where is my smith
Where is my wesson
Right under my bed
Right where I left em
You better be counting your blessings
And Dre you aint stressin
Bitches get played like some chess n
Niggas get jumped like some checkers
Dre you aint answer my message
I saw it I thought it was stupid
You bumpin my music
The flow is so fliud
We Getting right to it
A nigga so jewish
Im stacking my bread
Stacking this challah
And Bitch im a balla
Who Chasing that guala
And Dre you a monsta
F*ck it no hook
Crossing like kyrie
Leaving em shook
The lessons im speakin
We hustle no reason
Is what you be thinking
Red dot and its blinkin
F*ck it no sleepin
Im chasin these dreams n
The beats that im killin
The blunts that im filing
You think im just chillin
Not signing no deals n
The tracks that im droppin
Been nothing for weeks
N People they fiendin
Relax im cooking this heat n
If life were a movie
How would you act in the scene n
The Mac and the beamin
Leavin you screaming
Your heart is jus beating
Your heart is jus racin
Im playin my part im feelin amazin
Where is my bullets
Where is my clips
Where is my smith
Where is my wesson
Right under my bed
Right where i left em
You better be counting your blessings
And Dre you aint stressin
Bitches get played like some chess n
Niggas get jumped like some checkers
Dre you aint answer my message
I saw it I thought it was stupid
You bumpin my music
Writer: Ciandre Campbell
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