Shit was wack no can't go back
Can't be sad i woke up mad
Should I get right to it
Alteration, mood lift
Pop one, not done, roll up, full cup
Cop more, pop more; I'm floored
Got all this shit in the bag
He in the back with a mag
If we pull this off don't lag
Don't lack, no slack, keep tabs
Stay in the north but I'm back and I'm lit like a torch
We out on the porch, neighbors complain
Too many bitches stay callin me
They callin me bee this a colony
I like Drugs with certain properties
F*ck you get offa my property
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
Prolly why these niggas so mad, yuh
Prolly why these niggas so mad, aye
Yo main bitch wan smash
But tell that hoe I pass (No thanks)
Tell me girl, what it is what it is
Are you scared to tell your friends that you f*ckin' wit the kid
Tell me girl, what it is what it is
Why you mad cause nobody ever love you like I did
Tell me girl, what it is what it is, yeah
What it is what it is?
Why you wanna switch when I give you the dick
Why you want my kids when I'm movin' the bricks
When I'm tripping vision 20/20
Rocking 20 chains, they call me pretty ricky
Like the Teflon don, but I'm from magic city
With the the faggot bullshit, tellem niggas miss me
They PMS'in like a finished sentence
They think I'm done, but nah, I wasn't finished
F*ck these niggas, man these niggas ignant
Pull up on me and i might just kill em
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
Prolly why these niggas so mad, yuh
Prolly why these niggas so mad, aye
Yo main bitch wan smash
But tell that hoe I pass (No thanks)
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Shit was wack no can't go back
Can't be sad i woke up mad
Should I get right to it
Alteration, mood lift
Pop one, not done, roll up, full cup
Cop more, pop more; I'm floored
Got all this shit in the bag
He in the back with a mag
If we pull this off don't lag
Don't lack, no slack, keep tabs
Stay in the north but I'm back and I'm lit like a torch
We out on the porch, neighbors complain
Too many bitches stay callin me
They callin me bee this a colony
I like Drugs with certain properties
F*ck you get offa my property
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
Prolly why these niggas so mad, yuh
Prolly why these niggas so mad, aye
Yo main bitch wan smash
But tell that hoe I pass (No thanks)
Tell me girl, what it is what it is
Are you scared to tell your friends that you f*ckin' wit the kid
Tell me girl, what it is what it is
Why you mad cause nobody ever love you like I did
Tell me girl, what it is what it is, yeah
What it is what it is?
Why you wanna switch when I give you the dick
Why you want my kids when I'm movin' the bricks
When I'm tripping vision 20/20
Rocking 20 chains, they call me pretty ricky
Like the Teflon don, but I'm from magic city
With the the faggot bullshit, tellem niggas miss me
They PMS'in like a finished sentence
They think I'm done, but nah, I wasn't finished
F*ck these niggas, man these niggas ignant
Pull up on me and i might just kill em
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
Prolly why these niggas so mad, yuh
Prolly why these niggas so mad, aye
Yo main bitch wan smash
But tell that hoe I pass (No thanks)
Can't be sad i woke up mad
Should I get right to it
Alteration, mood lift
Pop one, not done, roll up, full cup
Cop more, pop more; I'm floored
Got all this shit in the bag
He in the back with a mag
If we pull this off don't lag
Don't lack, no slack, keep tabs
Stay in the north but I'm back and I'm lit like a torch
We out on the porch, neighbors complain
Too many bitches stay callin me
They callin me bee this a colony
I like Drugs with certain properties
F*ck you get offa my property
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
Prolly why these niggas so mad, yuh
Prolly why these niggas so mad, aye
Yo main bitch wan smash
But tell that hoe I pass (No thanks)
Tell me girl, what it is what it is
Are you scared to tell your friends that you f*ckin' wit the kid
Tell me girl, what it is what it is
Why you mad cause nobody ever love you like I did
Tell me girl, what it is what it is, yeah
What it is what it is?
Why you wanna switch when I give you the dick
Why you want my kids when I'm movin' the bricks
When I'm tripping vision 20/20
Rocking 20 chains, they call me pretty ricky
Like the Teflon don, but I'm from magic city
With the the faggot bullshit, tellem niggas miss me
They PMS'in like a finished sentence
They think I'm done, but nah, I wasn't finished
F*ck these niggas, man these niggas ignant
Pull up on me and i might just kill em
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
F*ck boy goin' out sad, yuh
Prolly why these niggas so mad, yuh
Prolly why these niggas so mad, aye
Yo main bitch wan smash
But tell that hoe I pass (No thanks)
Writer: Rodman Shah
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid