Niggas be doin' too much
Patek on, that shit coming in clutch
Counting the stacks, please do not touch
Me and the squad we holding a grudge
Like call me Hus the way I be silent
Me and my niggas we spreading the violence
She talking to much, be quiet
Been in the field, like call me a tyrant
Like been in the field like Wayne, I ain't talk about Bruce
Bitch be talkin', I'm not in the mood
Passing the packs I ain't talkin' bout food
We rising the beams, not tryna be crude
Bitch don't kill my energy, huh
Run up on a nigga like a memory, huh
Making the stacks is the summary huh
G17, the accessory
The brown boy be cooking
They steppin' on me
But yeah I be carrying
F*ck an AP,
I be rocking these Hollows man
Baby say I'm a shallow man
Like she just tryna f*ck.
She want that addy so,
She can just slaughter man.
But she call me daddy,
So watch your tongue
Cuz you ain't my daughter fam
Tell that nigga we outside
F*ck bro tell him to come slide
Money the focus, the main pride
When they see us they run and hide
Like bro bro told me to test this
None of you niggas can tell me who the best is
You know its me you can't contest this
Don't even chat, you can't manifest this
Niggas be doin' too much
Patek on, that shit coming in clutch
Counting the stacks, please do not touch
Me and the squad we holding a grudge
Like call me Hus the way I be silent
Me and my niggas we spreading the violence
She talking to much, be quiet
Been in the field, like call me a tyrant
Like been in the field like Wayne, I ain't talk about Bruce
Bitch be talkin', I'm not in the mood
Passing the packs I ain't talkin' bout food
We rising the beams, not tryna be crude
Bitch don't kill my energy, huh
Run up on a nigga like a memory, huh
Making the stacks is the summary huh
G17, the accessory
Bitch don't kill my energy, huh
Run up on a nigga like a memory, huh
Making the stacks is the summary, huh
G17, the accessory
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Niggas be doin' too much
Patek on, that shit coming in clutch
Counting the stacks, please do not touch
Me and the squad we holding a grudge
Like call me Hus the way I be silent
Me and my niggas we spreading the violence
She talking to much, be quiet
Been in the field, like call me a tyrant
Like been in the field like Wayne, I ain't talk about Bruce
Bitch be talkin', I'm not in the mood
Passing the packs I ain't talkin' bout food
We rising the beams, not tryna be crude
Bitch don't kill my energy, huh
Run up on a nigga like a memory, huh
Making the stacks is the summary huh
G17, the accessory
The brown boy be cooking
They steppin' on me
But yeah I be carrying
F*ck an AP,
I be rocking these Hollows man
Baby say I'm a shallow man
Like she just tryna f*ck.
She want that addy so,
She can just slaughter man.
But she call me daddy,
So watch your tongue
Cuz you ain't my daughter fam
Tell that nigga we outside
F*ck bro tell him to come slide
Money the focus, the main pride
When they see us they run and hide
Like bro bro told me to test this
None of you niggas can tell me who the best is
You know its me you can't contest this
Don't even chat, you can't manifest this
Niggas be doin' too much
Patek on, that shit coming in clutch
Counting the stacks, please do not touch
Me and the squad we holding a grudge
Like call me Hus the way I be silent
Me and my niggas we spreading the violence
She talking to much, be quiet
Been in the field, like call me a tyrant
Like been in the field like Wayne, I ain't talk about Bruce
Bitch be talkin', I'm not in the mood
Passing the packs I ain't talkin' bout food
We rising the beams, not tryna be crude
Bitch don't kill my energy, huh
Run up on a nigga like a memory, huh
Making the stacks is the summary huh
G17, the accessory
Bitch don't kill my energy, huh
Run up on a nigga like a memory, huh
Making the stacks is the summary, huh
G17, the accessory
Patek on, that shit coming in clutch
Counting the stacks, please do not touch
Me and the squad we holding a grudge
Like call me Hus the way I be silent
Me and my niggas we spreading the violence
She talking to much, be quiet
Been in the field, like call me a tyrant
Like been in the field like Wayne, I ain't talk about Bruce
Bitch be talkin', I'm not in the mood
Passing the packs I ain't talkin' bout food
We rising the beams, not tryna be crude
Bitch don't kill my energy, huh
Run up on a nigga like a memory, huh
Making the stacks is the summary huh
G17, the accessory
The brown boy be cooking
They steppin' on me
But yeah I be carrying
F*ck an AP,
I be rocking these Hollows man
Baby say I'm a shallow man
Like she just tryna f*ck.
She want that addy so,
She can just slaughter man.
But she call me daddy,
So watch your tongue
Cuz you ain't my daughter fam
Tell that nigga we outside
F*ck bro tell him to come slide
Money the focus, the main pride
When they see us they run and hide
Like bro bro told me to test this
None of you niggas can tell me who the best is
You know its me you can't contest this
Don't even chat, you can't manifest this
Niggas be doin' too much
Patek on, that shit coming in clutch
Counting the stacks, please do not touch
Me and the squad we holding a grudge
Like call me Hus the way I be silent
Me and my niggas we spreading the violence
She talking to much, be quiet
Been in the field, like call me a tyrant
Like been in the field like Wayne, I ain't talk about Bruce
Bitch be talkin', I'm not in the mood
Passing the packs I ain't talkin' bout food
We rising the beams, not tryna be crude
Bitch don't kill my energy, huh
Run up on a nigga like a memory, huh
Making the stacks is the summary huh
G17, the accessory
Bitch don't kill my energy, huh
Run up on a nigga like a memory, huh
Making the stacks is the summary, huh
G17, the accessory
Writer: FaizLock Music, AJ MO
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid