Switch on the back of that Glock like a dragon, it's spitting out fire, I empty the clip
Cup so expensive, I feel like I'm wasting my money every time that I take me a sip
Why he keep flexing that scat on his live, he must not know that we'll take that whip
Diss on the gang, them my brothers, put your ass in the gutter, type of shit get you smacked in the lip
He ain tryna give up them keys, tell that lil' boy we can hit bout it
Talkin' that raw on the net, but won't say it in person, type of shit get you stiffed bodied
I don't even care if it's about fifty dollars, I'll still will ride bout it
Tryna go on a hit and I can't find a rental, I'll steal a bout it
Lemon squeeze on ARP, one touch, thirty shots tryna make that boy scream
Mother may I please, stay with that trap on my hip, but you don't want me in the streets
I be in Miami with my heat, hit em' once now that nigga can't breathe
And I'ma keep on doing the shit I love, till a young nigga living his dream
Ball so hard, could've went to the league, niggas be crossing me over
The way that they faking me out, could've went to the league
Ice on my neck, got it fresh out the jeweler, you reach for a diamond, just know you gon' freeze
Hit his ass with a 7-6-2, now that boy stuck permanently
These niggas be hating, don't it
She say that she loyal but she'll cheat for some money, these women be faking, don't it
Mack 11, send that boy up to heaven, he need a vacation, want it
I said it once and I'll say it again, I'm destroying these niggas like lonely
These bitches be phony, was calling me dusty and ugly got money, they all wanna phone me, they left me my lonely
I was down on my dick when I reached out my hand, they took everything from me
I was just looking so bummy, I ain't have money, I ain't see a damn thing funny
Nothing but bread in my pocket today, back then, everything was looking straight crummy, nigga
Nigga, I'm trying to go till I make six figures, uh, then after that, uh, uh
I'm tryna chase me some more, diagnosed with asthma at birth
So I can not chase me a hoe
Come to my crib, soon as we get done f*cking I send you straight through the door, uh
Only thing I love is the money, I want me some more and some more and some more
Only thing I sip is the Wocky, I empty my cup and I pour and I pour and I pour
Soon as she came in the crib, she started recording, so I sent her back through the door
She want en, gon' be here for long, give me that throat, then you know she gotta go
I'm on the road, 30K for a show, you do not know how that go
Wicked, wicked, man, this shit can get so wicked
I think I'm in love with this one, she just walk around so pretty
She so gifted, face not lifted, natural beauty, its ridiculous
Way that she eating the dick think it's yummy
She said that I'm hurting her jaw when I'm working her mouth told me get in her tummy
Yeah, I got money, but you getting nothing, I'm loving on you, then it's on to your cousin
Mature since a youngin I grew up like Benjamin button, no fighting, you know that I'm busting, nigga
Real dream chasers change the world, Buy my woman diamonds and pearls
This my earth, but I'll give her the world, tell her I'm cheating, she said she is too
Look at her like that's my girl, these niggas can't swallow the truth
I showed him his dead homie and he started to hurl
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Switch on the back of that Glock like a dragon, it's spitting out fire, I empty the clip
Cup so expensive, I feel like I'm wasting my money every time that I take me a sip
Why he keep flexing that scat on his live, he must not know that we'll take that whip
Diss on the gang, them my brothers, put your ass in the gutter, type of shit get you smacked in the lip
He ain tryna give up them keys, tell that lil' boy we can hit bout it
Talkin' that raw on the net, but won't say it in person, type of shit get you stiffed bodied
I don't even care if it's about fifty dollars, I'll still will ride bout it
Tryna go on a hit and I can't find a rental, I'll steal a bout it
Lemon squeeze on ARP, one touch, thirty shots tryna make that boy scream
Mother may I please, stay with that trap on my hip, but you don't want me in the streets
I be in Miami with my heat, hit em' once now that nigga can't breathe
And I'ma keep on doing the shit I love, till a young nigga living his dream
Ball so hard, could've went to the league, niggas be crossing me over
The way that they faking me out, could've went to the league
Ice on my neck, got it fresh out the jeweler, you reach for a diamond, just know you gon' freeze
Hit his ass with a 7-6-2, now that boy stuck permanently
These niggas be hating, don't it
She say that she loyal but she'll cheat for some money, these women be faking, don't it
Mack 11, send that boy up to heaven, he need a vacation, want it
I said it once and I'll say it again, I'm destroying these niggas like lonely
These bitches be phony, was calling me dusty and ugly got money, they all wanna phone me, they left me my lonely
I was down on my dick when I reached out my hand, they took everything from me
I was just looking so bummy, I ain't have money, I ain't see a damn thing funny
Nothing but bread in my pocket today, back then, everything was looking straight crummy, nigga
Nigga, I'm trying to go till I make six figures, uh, then after that, uh, uh
I'm tryna chase me some more, diagnosed with asthma at birth
So I can not chase me a hoe
Come to my crib, soon as we get done f*cking I send you straight through the door, uh
Only thing I love is the money, I want me some more and some more and some more
Only thing I sip is the Wocky, I empty my cup and I pour and I pour and I pour
Soon as she came in the crib, she started recording, so I sent her back through the door
She want en, gon' be here for long, give me that throat, then you know she gotta go
I'm on the road, 30K for a show, you do not know how that go
Wicked, wicked, man, this shit can get so wicked
I think I'm in love with this one, she just walk around so pretty
She so gifted, face not lifted, natural beauty, its ridiculous
Way that she eating the dick think it's yummy
She said that I'm hurting her jaw when I'm working her mouth told me get in her tummy
Yeah, I got money, but you getting nothing, I'm loving on you, then it's on to your cousin
Mature since a youngin I grew up like Benjamin button, no fighting, you know that I'm busting, nigga
Real dream chasers change the world, Buy my woman diamonds and pearls
This my earth, but I'll give her the world, tell her I'm cheating, she said she is too
Look at her like that's my girl, these niggas can't swallow the truth
I showed him his dead homie and he started to hurl
Cup so expensive, I feel like I'm wasting my money every time that I take me a sip
Why he keep flexing that scat on his live, he must not know that we'll take that whip
Diss on the gang, them my brothers, put your ass in the gutter, type of shit get you smacked in the lip
He ain tryna give up them keys, tell that lil' boy we can hit bout it
Talkin' that raw on the net, but won't say it in person, type of shit get you stiffed bodied
I don't even care if it's about fifty dollars, I'll still will ride bout it
Tryna go on a hit and I can't find a rental, I'll steal a bout it
Lemon squeeze on ARP, one touch, thirty shots tryna make that boy scream
Mother may I please, stay with that trap on my hip, but you don't want me in the streets
I be in Miami with my heat, hit em' once now that nigga can't breathe
And I'ma keep on doing the shit I love, till a young nigga living his dream
Ball so hard, could've went to the league, niggas be crossing me over
The way that they faking me out, could've went to the league
Ice on my neck, got it fresh out the jeweler, you reach for a diamond, just know you gon' freeze
Hit his ass with a 7-6-2, now that boy stuck permanently
These niggas be hating, don't it
She say that she loyal but she'll cheat for some money, these women be faking, don't it
Mack 11, send that boy up to heaven, he need a vacation, want it
I said it once and I'll say it again, I'm destroying these niggas like lonely
These bitches be phony, was calling me dusty and ugly got money, they all wanna phone me, they left me my lonely
I was down on my dick when I reached out my hand, they took everything from me
I was just looking so bummy, I ain't have money, I ain't see a damn thing funny
Nothing but bread in my pocket today, back then, everything was looking straight crummy, nigga
Nigga, I'm trying to go till I make six figures, uh, then after that, uh, uh
I'm tryna chase me some more, diagnosed with asthma at birth
So I can not chase me a hoe
Come to my crib, soon as we get done f*cking I send you straight through the door, uh
Only thing I love is the money, I want me some more and some more and some more
Only thing I sip is the Wocky, I empty my cup and I pour and I pour and I pour
Soon as she came in the crib, she started recording, so I sent her back through the door
She want en, gon' be here for long, give me that throat, then you know she gotta go
I'm on the road, 30K for a show, you do not know how that go
Wicked, wicked, man, this shit can get so wicked
I think I'm in love with this one, she just walk around so pretty
She so gifted, face not lifted, natural beauty, its ridiculous
Way that she eating the dick think it's yummy
She said that I'm hurting her jaw when I'm working her mouth told me get in her tummy
Yeah, I got money, but you getting nothing, I'm loving on you, then it's on to your cousin
Mature since a youngin I grew up like Benjamin button, no fighting, you know that I'm busting, nigga
Real dream chasers change the world, Buy my woman diamonds and pearls
This my earth, but I'll give her the world, tell her I'm cheating, she said she is too
Look at her like that's my girl, these niggas can't swallow the truth
I showed him his dead homie and he started to hurl
Writer: Zykwan Rush
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