Big nigga, big gun, ion tote this bitch fa fun
Bad bitch, one of one, know how to use her tongue
Big swisher, big blunt, bout to kill my lungs
He crippin, he blood, but they be getting money
Feet kick, chillin on a sunday, gettin head from ms. Honey
This bitch look like paris morgan, puttin dick all in her stomach
Whoever said love dont cost you nothing, that there was cap I promise
Just being honest, yo love a drug ima junky
Addicted to sex I love hunching
Addicted to racks I love hunnets, hit from the back she love hunnet
Hand on a neck other hand grippin ha bonnet, I'm bout to put out her frontal
Girl got moe cake than a funnel, mve I'm in a tunnel
That mean I only see money, yea that mean I only see money
That mean I only see racks, reach fa this chain and get smacked, yea we on yo ass
Leave a nigga lifeline flat, ridin wit my dawg so we gotta blast
Way before pooh I was ridin wit a mask, in the ten mile wit some niggas who crash
I f*cked his bitch thats the reason he mad, all on the net talmaout beating my ass
Try it I dare ya, choppas gone air ya
I'm on the block, hand on my glock you bet not come to this area
That bitch a thot, she f*cked the block why is you being hysterical
She fa the streets, she beat ha feet that lil bitch sicker than theraflu
For a lil money I bet she take care of you, give her two perkies and see what a pair a do
Pack just touch down from my nigga in paragough
That's the same one who gone buss if I stare at you
Thats the same one who go off wit his head
I think that lil nigga off of his meds
Ian gotta throw em no bread, he gone do it off the strength of my cred
R e s p e c t, know the whole hood got love for me
B i g I c e, stay ready on G o d
Since fifteen I been runnin these streets, call me young gangsta but im really og
Fell back I got kids to feed, just lettin ya know it aint no hoe in me
Big nigga, big gun, ion tote this bitch fa fun
Bad bitch, one of one, know how to use her tongue
Big swisher, big blunt, bout to kill my lungs
He crippin, he blood, but they be getting money
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Big nigga, big gun, ion tote this bitch fa fun
Bad bitch, one of one, know how to use her tongue
Big swisher, big blunt, bout to kill my lungs
He crippin, he blood, but they be getting money
Feet kick, chillin on a sunday, gettin head from ms. Honey
This bitch look like paris morgan, puttin dick all in her stomach
Whoever said love dont cost you nothing, that there was cap I promise
Just being honest, yo love a drug ima junky
Addicted to sex I love hunching
Addicted to racks I love hunnets, hit from the back she love hunnet
Hand on a neck other hand grippin ha bonnet, I'm bout to put out her frontal
Girl got moe cake than a funnel, mve I'm in a tunnel
That mean I only see money, yea that mean I only see money
That mean I only see racks, reach fa this chain and get smacked, yea we on yo ass
Leave a nigga lifeline flat, ridin wit my dawg so we gotta blast
Way before pooh I was ridin wit a mask, in the ten mile wit some niggas who crash
I f*cked his bitch thats the reason he mad, all on the net talmaout beating my ass
Try it I dare ya, choppas gone air ya
I'm on the block, hand on my glock you bet not come to this area
That bitch a thot, she f*cked the block why is you being hysterical
She fa the streets, she beat ha feet that lil bitch sicker than theraflu
For a lil money I bet she take care of you, give her two perkies and see what a pair a do
Pack just touch down from my nigga in paragough
That's the same one who gone buss if I stare at you
Thats the same one who go off wit his head
I think that lil nigga off of his meds
Ian gotta throw em no bread, he gone do it off the strength of my cred
R e s p e c t, know the whole hood got love for me
B i g I c e, stay ready on G o d
Since fifteen I been runnin these streets, call me young gangsta but im really og
Fell back I got kids to feed, just lettin ya know it aint no hoe in me
Big nigga, big gun, ion tote this bitch fa fun
Bad bitch, one of one, know how to use her tongue
Big swisher, big blunt, bout to kill my lungs
He crippin, he blood, but they be getting money
Bad bitch, one of one, know how to use her tongue
Big swisher, big blunt, bout to kill my lungs
He crippin, he blood, but they be getting money
Feet kick, chillin on a sunday, gettin head from ms. Honey
This bitch look like paris morgan, puttin dick all in her stomach
Whoever said love dont cost you nothing, that there was cap I promise
Just being honest, yo love a drug ima junky
Addicted to sex I love hunching
Addicted to racks I love hunnets, hit from the back she love hunnet
Hand on a neck other hand grippin ha bonnet, I'm bout to put out her frontal
Girl got moe cake than a funnel, mve I'm in a tunnel
That mean I only see money, yea that mean I only see money
That mean I only see racks, reach fa this chain and get smacked, yea we on yo ass
Leave a nigga lifeline flat, ridin wit my dawg so we gotta blast
Way before pooh I was ridin wit a mask, in the ten mile wit some niggas who crash
I f*cked his bitch thats the reason he mad, all on the net talmaout beating my ass
Try it I dare ya, choppas gone air ya
I'm on the block, hand on my glock you bet not come to this area
That bitch a thot, she f*cked the block why is you being hysterical
She fa the streets, she beat ha feet that lil bitch sicker than theraflu
For a lil money I bet she take care of you, give her two perkies and see what a pair a do
Pack just touch down from my nigga in paragough
That's the same one who gone buss if I stare at you
Thats the same one who go off wit his head
I think that lil nigga off of his meds
Ian gotta throw em no bread, he gone do it off the strength of my cred
R e s p e c t, know the whole hood got love for me
B i g I c e, stay ready on G o d
Since fifteen I been runnin these streets, call me young gangsta but im really og
Fell back I got kids to feed, just lettin ya know it aint no hoe in me
Big nigga, big gun, ion tote this bitch fa fun
Bad bitch, one of one, know how to use her tongue
Big swisher, big blunt, bout to kill my lungs
He crippin, he blood, but they be getting money
Writer: Deshawn Lester
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