Niggas they called me a reject
She look on my diamonds
That's sea sex
Won't f*ck on that bitch
Just need head
Love all my niggas
We G5
Bombing these niggas
With C9
These niggas they know
It's their bedtime
Poppin a perc
Ima ode
Sip on that lean
That's that codeine
These niggas they fake
And they phony
Throw em racks to ceiling
I have ways with women
Niggas be biting my image
Lost couple niggas
Shit really made me a savage
Shit made me harden my feelings
Don't care what you feeling
You see that a young nigga a praying
See that I'm making killing
Your wig that I'm piling
Knocking ya chest with a 9
Writing ya name on pillar
How did you figure
You see that we really be dripping
Watch when my niggas go major
Voice of the trenches
These haters really be prowling
You'll meet my mac at the entrance
I'm feeling the tensions
My shooters not with the games
Putting ya soul in detention
Nigga don't play with fire
Cook you up like a papaya
Watch how i creep through the night
I'm really the black micheal Myers
Say you get that check
Lil nigga you really be lying
Don't get hit with that tech
Watch how ya body go flying
I could go deeper
Niggas they know I'm a problem
Snatching more souls than reaper
I hate that you said it
I'm really on top of county
Killers collect all bounty's
Shit everlasting
These niggas they switch on gang
44 it gets too attacking
No you don't panic
Know that drip is too major
Rollie it sunk the titanic
Haters can't stand it
Know I'm spitting that flame
Knowing you really can't fan it
Shots out the cannon
Putting right one in ya head
Ya body it took enough damage
Touch down on TD
Dula he got all the logins
Bitches ain't getting no breeshy
Ain't getting no breeshy
Yea yea ain't getting no breeshy
Get ya own breeshy
Ya bum
Niggas get mad when they see me
Look like a bag when you see me
Nothing but bands when you see me
Counting up bands when you see me
Diamonds on dab when you see me
Phantom on dan when you see me
They know I'm the man when they see me
Her neck is on slam
When she need me
She got a big fat fatty
Chanel cost 200gz
I know it hard to tell
Baby it's hard to believe
Balenciaga the denim
That's hermes on my T
I bust down the bezel
She stopped touching my weed
Shootrr - High Status Lyrics
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Niggas they called me a reject
She look on my diamonds
That's sea sex
Won't f*ck on that bitch
Just need head
Love all my niggas
We G5
Bombing these niggas
With C9
These niggas they know
It's their bedtime
Poppin a perc
Ima ode
Sip on that lean
That's that codeine
These niggas they fake
And they phony
Throw em racks to ceiling
I have ways with women
Niggas be biting my image
Lost couple niggas
Shit really made me a savage
Shit made me harden my feelings
Don't care what you feeling
You see that a young nigga a praying
See that I'm making killing
Your wig that I'm piling
Knocking ya chest with a 9
Writing ya name on pillar
How did you figure
You see that we really be dripping
Watch when my niggas go major
Voice of the trenches
These haters really be prowling
You'll meet my mac at the entrance
I'm feeling the tensions
My shooters not with the games
Putting ya soul in detention
Nigga don't play with fire
Cook you up like a papaya
Watch how i creep through the night
I'm really the black micheal Myers
Say you get that check
Lil nigga you really be lying
Don't get hit with that tech
Watch how ya body go flying
I could go deeper
Niggas they know I'm a problem
Snatching more souls than reaper
I hate that you said it
I'm really on top of county
Killers collect all bounty's
Shit everlasting
These niggas they switch on gang
44 it gets too attacking
No you don't panic
Know that drip is too major
Rollie it sunk the titanic
Haters can't stand it
Know I'm spitting that flame
Knowing you really can't fan it
Shots out the cannon
Putting right one in ya head
Ya body it took enough damage
Touch down on TD
Dula he got all the logins
Bitches ain't getting no breeshy
Ain't getting no breeshy
Yea yea ain't getting no breeshy
Get ya own breeshy
Ya bum
Niggas get mad when they see me
Look like a bag when you see me
Nothing but bands when you see me
Counting up bands when you see me
Diamonds on dab when you see me
Phantom on dan when you see me
They know I'm the man when they see me
Her neck is on slam
When she need me
She got a big fat fatty
Chanel cost 200gz
I know it hard to tell
Baby it's hard to believe
Balenciaga the denim
That's hermes on my T
I bust down the bezel
She stopped touching my weed
She look on my diamonds
That's sea sex
Won't f*ck on that bitch
Just need head
Love all my niggas
We G5
Bombing these niggas
With C9
These niggas they know
It's their bedtime
Poppin a perc
Ima ode
Sip on that lean
That's that codeine
These niggas they fake
And they phony
Throw em racks to ceiling
I have ways with women
Niggas be biting my image
Lost couple niggas
Shit really made me a savage
Shit made me harden my feelings
Don't care what you feeling
You see that a young nigga a praying
See that I'm making killing
Your wig that I'm piling
Knocking ya chest with a 9
Writing ya name on pillar
How did you figure
You see that we really be dripping
Watch when my niggas go major
Voice of the trenches
These haters really be prowling
You'll meet my mac at the entrance
I'm feeling the tensions
My shooters not with the games
Putting ya soul in detention
Nigga don't play with fire
Cook you up like a papaya
Watch how i creep through the night
I'm really the black micheal Myers
Say you get that check
Lil nigga you really be lying
Don't get hit with that tech
Watch how ya body go flying
I could go deeper
Niggas they know I'm a problem
Snatching more souls than reaper
I hate that you said it
I'm really on top of county
Killers collect all bounty's
Shit everlasting
These niggas they switch on gang
44 it gets too attacking
No you don't panic
Know that drip is too major
Rollie it sunk the titanic
Haters can't stand it
Know I'm spitting that flame
Knowing you really can't fan it
Shots out the cannon
Putting right one in ya head
Ya body it took enough damage
Touch down on TD
Dula he got all the logins
Bitches ain't getting no breeshy
Ain't getting no breeshy
Yea yea ain't getting no breeshy
Get ya own breeshy
Ya bum
Niggas get mad when they see me
Look like a bag when you see me
Nothing but bands when you see me
Counting up bands when you see me
Diamonds on dab when you see me
Phantom on dan when you see me
They know I'm the man when they see me
Her neck is on slam
When she need me
She got a big fat fatty
Chanel cost 200gz
I know it hard to tell
Baby it's hard to believe
Balenciaga the denim
That's hermes on my T
I bust down the bezel
She stopped touching my weed
Writer: W.M. Christmas, Wesley Christmas
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid