I got drip
You won't even imagine
Vegan chain
It got so many carrots
From New Orleans
I can show you wassam
Spitting fire
Got that flame like a dragon
Big choppa
We gone spin like propellers
Yo close friends be the ones
Who act jealous
This good weed sgt
I know that you smell it
Just let go I got a show at 11
My money longer than the grudges
I'm keeping
My hungry staying
I can never go vegan
You switch sides on me nigga that's treason
Get you smoked
For a gar of some dope
My shooter wealthy
He just need his lil smoke
Celebrate the body
Leave that boi toast
Knew I was menace
Everyday I see ghost
I got the power
Move the streets like I'm ghost
Brand new glock it's noisey
I pull up and I park shit
See me and get nervous
I flex in pub on purpose
Woah
I was out trapping in loui
Always had stripes so I'm Gucci
My genes run
Older than cougie
I like my bitch classy not boujie
But we can get lit off this Quavo
Built a brand all in one year
That's a good look
Can't be defeated every year I'm in the good foot
Fr
I'm on drank and she on pill
We don't know how sober feels
And we don't know how sober feels
Nah nah nah
Back on this bitch
Like a maxi
Changing my plug
If he taxing
If yu drive the boat
Bet not crash it
She's giving me head in the Aston
How she even got all her ass in
Like show money
She need her back in
Later on I beat her back out
Bend her over pull her tracks out
Now she's promoting when my tracks out
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I got drip
You won't even imagine
Vegan chain
It got so many carrots
From New Orleans
I can show you wassam
Spitting fire
Got that flame like a dragon
Big choppa
We gone spin like propellers
Yo close friends be the ones
Who act jealous
This good weed sgt
I know that you smell it
Just let go I got a show at 11
My money longer than the grudges
I'm keeping
My hungry staying
I can never go vegan
You switch sides on me nigga that's treason
Get you smoked
For a gar of some dope
My shooter wealthy
He just need his lil smoke
Celebrate the body
Leave that boi toast
Knew I was menace
Everyday I see ghost
I got the power
Move the streets like I'm ghost
Brand new glock it's noisey
I pull up and I park shit
See me and get nervous
I flex in pub on purpose
Woah
I was out trapping in loui
Always had stripes so I'm Gucci
My genes run
Older than cougie
I like my bitch classy not boujie
But we can get lit off this Quavo
Built a brand all in one year
That's a good look
Can't be defeated every year I'm in the good foot
Fr
I'm on drank and she on pill
We don't know how sober feels
And we don't know how sober feels
Nah nah nah
Back on this bitch
Like a maxi
Changing my plug
If he taxing
If yu drive the boat
Bet not crash it
She's giving me head in the Aston
How she even got all her ass in
Like show money
She need her back in
Later on I beat her back out
Bend her over pull her tracks out
Now she's promoting when my tracks out
You won't even imagine
Vegan chain
It got so many carrots
From New Orleans
I can show you wassam
Spitting fire
Got that flame like a dragon
Big choppa
We gone spin like propellers
Yo close friends be the ones
Who act jealous
This good weed sgt
I know that you smell it
Just let go I got a show at 11
My money longer than the grudges
I'm keeping
My hungry staying
I can never go vegan
You switch sides on me nigga that's treason
Get you smoked
For a gar of some dope
My shooter wealthy
He just need his lil smoke
Celebrate the body
Leave that boi toast
Knew I was menace
Everyday I see ghost
I got the power
Move the streets like I'm ghost
Brand new glock it's noisey
I pull up and I park shit
See me and get nervous
I flex in pub on purpose
Woah
I was out trapping in loui
Always had stripes so I'm Gucci
My genes run
Older than cougie
I like my bitch classy not boujie
But we can get lit off this Quavo
Built a brand all in one year
That's a good look
Can't be defeated every year I'm in the good foot
Fr
I'm on drank and she on pill
We don't know how sober feels
And we don't know how sober feels
Nah nah nah
Back on this bitch
Like a maxi
Changing my plug
If he taxing
If yu drive the boat
Bet not crash it
She's giving me head in the Aston
How she even got all her ass in
Like show money
She need her back in
Later on I beat her back out
Bend her over pull her tracks out
Now she's promoting when my tracks out
Writer: Kyle Brock
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