Triple digits in the jag
Og gas in the back
Pay da fee bring da racks
Windows up sitting back
Center console full of racks
Take a trip to the bag
On the road to the cash
Haters broke so they mad
Flexing hard spending cash
All this shit is no cap
Bases loaded in the city
Got my potna ridin with me
Visions coming so vivid
Got me moving a lil different
Run up on me you a victim
Stop the cap how you living
All my dawgs in the trenches
Drop a bag they'll getcha
No face no witness
32 blake griffin (shots)
I go get a bag when I want to get it
I f*ck with that bitch when I wanna hit it
Only real niggas rolling with me
I'm smoking gelato with foreign women
Mixing codeine in my faygo
Flex with a bankroll like bankroll
VS 1s all in my neck
Cash out then run up a check
Nateo - When I Wunna (feat. Minuh) Lyrics
Nateo - When I Wunna (feat. Minuh) Lyrics
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Triple digits in the jag
Og gas in the back
Pay da fee bring da racks
Windows up sitting back
Center console full of racks
Take a trip to the bag
On the road to the cash
Haters broke so they mad
Flexing hard spending cash
All this shit is no cap
Bases loaded in the city
Got my potna ridin with me
Visions coming so vivid
Got me moving a lil different
Run up on me you a victim
Stop the cap how you living
All my dawgs in the trenches
Drop a bag they'll getcha
No face no witness
32 blake griffin (shots)
I go get a bag when I want to get it
I f*ck with that bitch when I wanna hit it
Only real niggas rolling with me
I'm smoking gelato with foreign women
Mixing codeine in my faygo
Flex with a bankroll like bankroll
VS 1s all in my neck
Cash out then run up a check
Og gas in the back
Pay da fee bring da racks
Windows up sitting back
Center console full of racks
Take a trip to the bag
On the road to the cash
Haters broke so they mad
Flexing hard spending cash
All this shit is no cap
Bases loaded in the city
Got my potna ridin with me
Visions coming so vivid
Got me moving a lil different
Run up on me you a victim
Stop the cap how you living
All my dawgs in the trenches
Drop a bag they'll getcha
No face no witness
32 blake griffin (shots)
I go get a bag when I want to get it
I f*ck with that bitch when I wanna hit it
Only real niggas rolling with me
I'm smoking gelato with foreign women
Mixing codeine in my faygo
Flex with a bankroll like bankroll
VS 1s all in my neck
Cash out then run up a check
Writer: Nathan Oquendo
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