Taxi Cab - Bet Lyrics

Look
I was down now I'm back running up a check
52 bands ice all up on my neck
Feeding all my dogs calling all my bitches pets
Grinding till I make it I won't ever break a sweat
People say I'm blowing up it ain't happen yet
But I'm whipping in a foreign flying private jets
Dropping bombs on the game certified threat
Vietnam when I came certified vet
No one care about the money only what you spend
I don't care about the money don't mean to offend
Only care about the honeys and they freaky friends
Gonna tell em one thing till I see the end
Bet bet betting on it all
Bet bet head against the wall
Bet bet know I'm gonna make it
Bet bet I won't ever fall
Bet bet betting on it all
Bet bet head against the wall
Bet bet know I'm gonna make it
Bet bet I won't ever fall
All these f*cking people always talkin on my name
Saying that I'm whack cause I rap a different game
All about respect see the gap between the fame
Coming for ya neck automatic when I aim
I don't mean disrespect when I'm saying this
But Soundcloud been different since I came in this bitch
Don't use no auto tune no T-Pain in this bitch
Then I unload the chopper and rain on this bitch
Call her baby sitter cause she playing with the kids
Eating out her coochie like I'm craving for the ribs
Got her wet as f*ck started spraying on my lids
I'm not making up a story imma say it how it is
Don't call the cops you'll lay in the curb
Stuck in a box bitch I'm playing with birds
We don't gotta box just obey what you heard
Man shoutout to Pops a day full of herbs yeah
Bet bet betting on it all
Bet bet head against the wall
Bet bet know I'm gonna make it
Bet bet I won't ever fall
Bet bet betting on it all
Bet bet head against the wall
Bet bet know I'm gonna make it
Bet bet I won't ever fall
Check it once check it twice you won't find a speck
VVS on my neck all my shit is wet
Hesi cross hit the deck call it triple threat
Randy Moss on cassette throw it like I'm Brett
Im going harder than a well done steak
Im working for the money I don't ever need a break
Bitch I'm whipping in the kitchen like I'm baking up a cake
White boy TayK bitch I'm running through the race
I be running running running running running round the clock
Shooting and I'm gunning now they running from the glock
Shooting 700 but I'm running outa stock
Trigger meet the screeching now we running from the cops
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