Bust out the D
I was dead in the trap
Money my drug
And I'm bouta relapse
F*ck with they say
I cant listen its cap
Go out my way cause I live what I rap
Hate be contagious
I Dont want no dap
OG was slippin got hit for da pack
Slide and spin til a nigga get whacked
F*ck is a loss bouncing back with a check
Roll up a wood hiding from smoke?
Then dont come to my hood
Hang around inmates
But I am not Suge
Post on da block til
I catch me a jug you say
You gon rob nigga
I wish you would
Ready for war and strapped for whatever
Feel disrespected
I apply the pressure
No hand the whip like I'm driving a Tesla
I pay attention these niggas be jealous
Swerve off da lot
I might say f*ck it and cop me a new drop
Louie da watch
Still got them rocks up in my Gucci tube socks
I'm on a mission want better living
Paving da way for me to get millions
F*ck you lil niggas we take off ya glizzy
Thought you was raw
Now you stuck in da trenches
It's on my body it's On my arm
Nigga get smoked if he reach for my charm
Walked thru da rain was left in the storm
You cannot hang Dont f*ck with me boy
23 Mikes the way I been steppin
Been had the glock with a new Mac 11
Won't spare no Feeling when I am expressing
F*ck with myself ain't nobody gon stress me
My money blue with the white faces
See the strips I'm infatuated
Ratchet pussy got me feeling lazy
Hit that bitch ain't no double dating
They wanna get close to me
Tryna get up with me
Send yo hoe to the tel I'm at the doubletree
Come to my hood you gon need double heat
Won't make it out the shit could get ugly
Ran it up transform that bitch
Ice on my neck and my arms and wrist
Couple hoes choosing you know I'm legit
You say you gon do me I stay with the shits
I Just be coolin dont ask me bout shit
Let's make a movie we gon shoot a flick
I took the bitch out the eat in the six
Now she be trapping with me for da lick
She always say I dont call home
I dont sip out the styrofoam
Leave a message at the dial tone
I dont wanna talk about hoes
I'm just getting all the money
All these bitches acting funny
Classy hoes and some bunnies
I ain't never ever fronting
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Bust out the D
I was dead in the trap
Money my drug
And I'm bouta relapse
F*ck with they say
I cant listen its cap
Go out my way cause I live what I rap
Hate be contagious
I Dont want no dap
OG was slippin got hit for da pack
Slide and spin til a nigga get whacked
F*ck is a loss bouncing back with a check
Roll up a wood hiding from smoke?
Then dont come to my hood
Hang around inmates
But I am not Suge
Post on da block til
I catch me a jug you say
You gon rob nigga
I wish you would
Ready for war and strapped for whatever
Feel disrespected
I apply the pressure
No hand the whip like I'm driving a Tesla
I pay attention these niggas be jealous
Swerve off da lot
I might say f*ck it and cop me a new drop
Louie da watch
Still got them rocks up in my Gucci tube socks
I'm on a mission want better living
Paving da way for me to get millions
F*ck you lil niggas we take off ya glizzy
Thought you was raw
Now you stuck in da trenches
It's on my body it's On my arm
Nigga get smoked if he reach for my charm
Walked thru da rain was left in the storm
You cannot hang Dont f*ck with me boy
23 Mikes the way I been steppin
Been had the glock with a new Mac 11
Won't spare no Feeling when I am expressing
F*ck with myself ain't nobody gon stress me
My money blue with the white faces
See the strips I'm infatuated
Ratchet pussy got me feeling lazy
Hit that bitch ain't no double dating
They wanna get close to me
Tryna get up with me
Send yo hoe to the tel I'm at the doubletree
Come to my hood you gon need double heat
Won't make it out the shit could get ugly
Ran it up transform that bitch
Ice on my neck and my arms and wrist
Couple hoes choosing you know I'm legit
You say you gon do me I stay with the shits
I Just be coolin dont ask me bout shit
Let's make a movie we gon shoot a flick
I took the bitch out the eat in the six
Now she be trapping with me for da lick
She always say I dont call home
I dont sip out the styrofoam
Leave a message at the dial tone
I dont wanna talk about hoes
I'm just getting all the money
All these bitches acting funny
Classy hoes and some bunnies
I ain't never ever fronting
I was dead in the trap
Money my drug
And I'm bouta relapse
F*ck with they say
I cant listen its cap
Go out my way cause I live what I rap
Hate be contagious
I Dont want no dap
OG was slippin got hit for da pack
Slide and spin til a nigga get whacked
F*ck is a loss bouncing back with a check
Roll up a wood hiding from smoke?
Then dont come to my hood
Hang around inmates
But I am not Suge
Post on da block til
I catch me a jug you say
You gon rob nigga
I wish you would
Ready for war and strapped for whatever
Feel disrespected
I apply the pressure
No hand the whip like I'm driving a Tesla
I pay attention these niggas be jealous
Swerve off da lot
I might say f*ck it and cop me a new drop
Louie da watch
Still got them rocks up in my Gucci tube socks
I'm on a mission want better living
Paving da way for me to get millions
F*ck you lil niggas we take off ya glizzy
Thought you was raw
Now you stuck in da trenches
It's on my body it's On my arm
Nigga get smoked if he reach for my charm
Walked thru da rain was left in the storm
You cannot hang Dont f*ck with me boy
23 Mikes the way I been steppin
Been had the glock with a new Mac 11
Won't spare no Feeling when I am expressing
F*ck with myself ain't nobody gon stress me
My money blue with the white faces
See the strips I'm infatuated
Ratchet pussy got me feeling lazy
Hit that bitch ain't no double dating
They wanna get close to me
Tryna get up with me
Send yo hoe to the tel I'm at the doubletree
Come to my hood you gon need double heat
Won't make it out the shit could get ugly
Ran it up transform that bitch
Ice on my neck and my arms and wrist
Couple hoes choosing you know I'm legit
You say you gon do me I stay with the shits
I Just be coolin dont ask me bout shit
Let's make a movie we gon shoot a flick
I took the bitch out the eat in the six
Now she be trapping with me for da lick
She always say I dont call home
I dont sip out the styrofoam
Leave a message at the dial tone
I dont wanna talk about hoes
I'm just getting all the money
All these bitches acting funny
Classy hoes and some bunnies
I ain't never ever fronting
Writer: Treveon Lewis
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