Veeze - Itself Lyrics

This dope ain't gon' scale itself
Them bows ain't gon'
Them bows ain't gon' mail they self
Ayy
This dope ain't gon' scale itself
Them bows ain't gon' mail they self
Nigga, you know I gotta get this wealth
I put a line on the table, tell that bitch it ain't gon' sniff itself
I thought you had these bricks for sale
I pull up on the block, them niggas said you ain't got shit for sale
These hoes ain't gon' pimp they self
You hangin' with a snitch, nigga you know you a snitch as well
I ain't gon' tell on myself
Them bitches tellin' me to write a statement, I said go to hell
Bitch I'd rather go to jail
I'd rather pop a bar and wake up inside the holdin' cell
This clip ain't gon' load itself
I'ma pull up on yo block, nigga this bitch ain't gon' blow itself
I put my foot on the food, it ain't gon' step itself
I put my hood on my back, it ain't gon' rep itself
I can't be cuffin' on these hoes, I can't ham myself
I ain't wait, get the IDs to scam myself
Nigga, I got these pieces, they ain't gon' jam themself
Lets hit the road, nigga these stores ain't gon' scam themself
These strips ain't gon' pop they self
Here, here go a knife, nigga, lets see who scrape the pot the best
Let's see who beat the block the best
You know Veeze, he the lil' goat, they say his pops the best

I'm on the road, she gotta f*ck herself
Tell Nutty grab another 400 off the f*ckin' shelf
Tell the cops that I don't know myself
Make another ten before we head home is what I told myself
I ain't bad, I'm just gettin' Visas
Have Mas pop yo top, give me no reasons
Man my closet lookin' like the last three seasons
Gave me brain all day, I called the bitch genius
A hunnid 90s off 200, I gotta thank Jesus
I paid $1.98 for every two pieces
I paid cash for the whip, ion do leases
Nigga, why you in your feelings 'cause your bitch creepin'?

Yo, I made it happen all by myself
Man, I put niggas on even though they ain't help they self
Damn right, I'm startin' to feel myself
Man grab a Pyrex, man, that dope ain't gon' whip itself
Where I'm from, it's every man for himself
I'mma be the one to push it, man that- ain't gon' push itself
I make niggas wanna kill they self
My bitch brung her homegirl, I f*cked 'em both, she wasn't gon' f*ck herself
I lost my mans, you don't know how I felt
Man grab a pop from the store, that Lean ain't gon sip itself
Pants they saggin', never rock a belt
I slap them spots overnight cause them spots wasn't gone rock them self