Load after load
Bitch I done married the
Thank you gennkai
For all the blessings
Swish
Check check
They wasn't ready
I'm getting fetti
Ed Edd and Eddy
Pockets on heavy
You talking reckless
Hand on the leavy
Lame bitches petty
All this fish in the sea I get plenty
Counting dollars you racking the pennies
And my dog running stimpy
White bitch and she showing me titties
Might hit when this drank hit my kidney
Might ditch now I'm sober it hit me
I don't got time for relationships really
Gotta get mine then I hop on the bently
Back to the streets cause this check Iain missing
She wanna mess with my pimpin
She hot cause a nigga ain't tempted
Back on the block with the drac and the semi
Five on the dot getting head I'm the tinted
I'm talking plot and you bitches ain't with it
You stick to the plot and you might get commended
Straight out the south I done got me a ticket
You rap about clout but I rap for them benjis
I'mma ball out and see you at the finish
I'mma ball out and see you at the finish
They wasn't ready
I'm getting fetti
Ed Edd and Eddy
Pockets on heavy
You talking reckless
Hand on the leavy
Lame bitches petty
All this fish in the sea I get plenty
Counting dollars you racking the pennies
And my dog running stimpy
They wasn't ready
I'm getting fetti
Ed Edd and Eddy
Pockets on heavy
You talking reckless
Hand on the leavy
Lame bitches petty
All this fish in the sea I get plenty
Counting dollars you racking the pennies
And my dog running stimpy
Shooter from Pakistan
We in the trap again
Bottom bitch came with a pack of friends
Two sets of twins so I had to win
Ok I done showed up
Talking big hov
Old nigga move ove
Cause I got me a load young nigga won't fold
Fold got the pack off the road Gotta keep me a heater them bullets won't run low
Two babies gotta teach them you earn what you work for
Big Brazy still throwing up fours
Walking round in this bitch yes in a peacoat
You a clown I'mma pit can't steal my drip
I'm still in the trench
And they call me big Mitch
I feel I'm it let me pour me a fifth
I'mma get me a bag then a nigga gone dip got off my ass walking round with the drip
They wasn't ready
I'm getting fetti
Ed Edd and Eddy
Pockets on heavy
You talking reckless
Hand on the leavy
Lame bitches petty
All this fish in the sea I get plenty
Counting dollars you racking the pennies
And my dog running stimpy
They wasn't ready
I'm getting fetti
Ed Edd and Eddy
Pockets on heavy
You talking reckless
Hand on the leavy
Lame bitches petty
All this fish in the sea I get plenty
Counting dollars you racking the pennies
And my dog running stimpy
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Load after load
Bitch I done married the
Thank you gennkai
For all the blessings
Swish
Check check
They wasn't ready
I'm getting fetti
Ed Edd and Eddy
Pockets on heavy
You talking reckless
Hand on the leavy
Lame bitches petty
All this fish in the sea I get plenty
Counting dollars you racking the pennies
And my dog running stimpy
White bitch and she showing me titties
Might hit when this drank hit my kidney
Might ditch now I'm sober it hit me
I don't got time for relationships really
Gotta get mine then I hop on the bently
Back to the streets cause this check Iain missing
She wanna mess with my pimpin
She hot cause a nigga ain't tempted
Back on the block with the drac and the semi
Five on the dot getting head I'm the tinted
I'm talking plot and you bitches ain't with it
You stick to the plot and you might get commended
Straight out the south I done got me a ticket
You rap about clout but I rap for them benjis
I'mma ball out and see you at the finish
I'mma ball out and see you at the finish
They wasn't ready
I'm getting fetti
Ed Edd and Eddy
Pockets on heavy
You talking reckless
Hand on the leavy
Lame bitches petty
All this fish in the sea I get plenty
Counting dollars you racking the pennies
And my dog running stimpy
They wasn't ready
I'm getting fetti
Ed Edd and Eddy
Pockets on heavy
You talking reckless
Hand on the leavy
Lame bitches petty
All this fish in the sea I get plenty
Counting dollars you racking the pennies
And my dog running stimpy
Shooter from Pakistan
We in the trap again
Bottom bitch came with a pack of friends
Two sets of twins so I had to win
Ok I done showed up
Talking big hov
Old nigga move ove
Cause I got me a load young nigga won't fold
Fold got the pack off the road Gotta keep me a heater them bullets won't run low
Two babies gotta teach them you earn what you work for
Big Brazy still throwing up fours
Walking round in this bitch yes in a peacoat
You a clown I'mma pit can't steal my drip
I'm still in the trench
And they call me big Mitch
I feel I'm it let me pour me a fifth
I'mma get me a bag then a nigga gone dip got off my ass walking round with the drip
They wasn't ready
I'm getting fetti
Ed Edd and Eddy
Pockets on heavy
You talking reckless
Hand on the leavy
Lame bitches petty
All this fish in the sea I get plenty
Counting dollars you racking the pennies
And my dog running stimpy
They wasn't ready
I'm getting fetti
Ed Edd and Eddy
Pockets on heavy
You talking reckless
Hand on the leavy
Lame bitches petty
All this fish in the sea I get plenty
Counting dollars you racking the pennies
And my dog running stimpy
Bitch I done married the
Thank you gennkai
For all the blessings
Swish
Check check
They wasn't ready
I'm getting fetti
Ed Edd and Eddy
Pockets on heavy
You talking reckless
Hand on the leavy
Lame bitches petty
All this fish in the sea I get plenty
Counting dollars you racking the pennies
And my dog running stimpy
White bitch and she showing me titties
Might hit when this drank hit my kidney
Might ditch now I'm sober it hit me
I don't got time for relationships really
Gotta get mine then I hop on the bently
Back to the streets cause this check Iain missing
She wanna mess with my pimpin
She hot cause a nigga ain't tempted
Back on the block with the drac and the semi
Five on the dot getting head I'm the tinted
I'm talking plot and you bitches ain't with it
You stick to the plot and you might get commended
Straight out the south I done got me a ticket
You rap about clout but I rap for them benjis
I'mma ball out and see you at the finish
I'mma ball out and see you at the finish
They wasn't ready
I'm getting fetti
Ed Edd and Eddy
Pockets on heavy
You talking reckless
Hand on the leavy
Lame bitches petty
All this fish in the sea I get plenty
Counting dollars you racking the pennies
And my dog running stimpy
They wasn't ready
I'm getting fetti
Ed Edd and Eddy
Pockets on heavy
You talking reckless
Hand on the leavy
Lame bitches petty
All this fish in the sea I get plenty
Counting dollars you racking the pennies
And my dog running stimpy
Shooter from Pakistan
We in the trap again
Bottom bitch came with a pack of friends
Two sets of twins so I had to win
Ok I done showed up
Talking big hov
Old nigga move ove
Cause I got me a load young nigga won't fold
Fold got the pack off the road Gotta keep me a heater them bullets won't run low
Two babies gotta teach them you earn what you work for
Big Brazy still throwing up fours
Walking round in this bitch yes in a peacoat
You a clown I'mma pit can't steal my drip
I'm still in the trench
And they call me big Mitch
I feel I'm it let me pour me a fifth
I'mma get me a bag then a nigga gone dip got off my ass walking round with the drip
They wasn't ready
I'm getting fetti
Ed Edd and Eddy
Pockets on heavy
You talking reckless
Hand on the leavy
Lame bitches petty
All this fish in the sea I get plenty
Counting dollars you racking the pennies
And my dog running stimpy
They wasn't ready
I'm getting fetti
Ed Edd and Eddy
Pockets on heavy
You talking reckless
Hand on the leavy
Lame bitches petty
All this fish in the sea I get plenty
Counting dollars you racking the pennies
And my dog running stimpy
Writer: Rashad Collins
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid