Lyrics

Lemme introduce my skinny ass to y'all new niggas Getting money be my man, I be who is you nigga Matter of fact... go and tell your bitch I sed I chew niggas So she can come and bless this young p like what'd do nigga Bitches know I can't comprehend if you ain't talking dough Niggas know brody shoot like Kobe ain't no passes bro watch him go Crop him in his picture, make it four by four If u talking sickest beat sticks like Geronimo Hey man, fuck her back, I'm getting to dis finances Hate y'all back, buckle up bitches with your fine asses Spankin' den I'm on to the next like it's march madness shit is tragic R'mber when I ball did it with a passion damn eh Now I'm really getting to this grappling Ain't gon' play time just be ticking Ain't no time to waste Shit niggas gay my name all in their mouth wondering how it taste And if you wonderin' how it taste I bet your bitch gon say it's great Damn ay! Sorry for your loss Leader of the list dats two lls Cos boy if you were a dog Dat mean I'ma beast I'm feeling feast eat or get eh But nigga I'm gon' eat Kai dis 'n Kai dat You broke nigga cos talk is cheap Ay ay wassup with being friends (who's poppin) Man I love dat old nigga That's dat big bank dem honest boy Like it's nothing, I be really thumbing boy I'm running boy never from no op to dis money boy So what'd do and nigga who is you Yeah I be stuck up in a booth sippin' on a juice Man rolly wood All my niggas rockin' yeah Dey ain't know what's good We locked in Brodas by my side just like hot twins We going ay ay Man I be flowing Hate niggas actin' like dis bitches y'all be whoring eh Bus a day You niggas shooting you're ain't burst a grape I'm feeling great, feeling like a boss When y'all can't relate It's kinda sad 'Cause y'all be doing bad And everybody claiming they did it Nigga real bad, not me Five secs, it is not sweet 'Cause I ain't marching on no boofs that is not lit
Writer(s): Makai Pearson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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