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Light bitch get out of my way, come on Yeah, yeah YSL shit (yeah) Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah! First let me light my blunt, then I'ma hit my cup She made you wait three months, first day she let me fuck All my young niggas up, doggin these hoes can't get stuck And I can't love on these hoes I just lust, we used to be broke used to ride on the bus I'm in the lambo I'm crawlin down sunset and I look like a motherfucking caterpillar I left a 9 in the spot and it came with a Glock and a motherfucking babysitter I don't surround myself around none of these broke niggas All I hang around is some Major niggas I use to break on the cops and I leave the block hot like some motherfucking Cajun nigga They talkin about us they can't face us niggas Bitches I dont wanna fuck say they hate a nigga Play with my money I gotta whole lot of tips for you just like I'ma waiter nigga Every day my birthday like Yak Gotti Don't stand in no line I don't do no waiting I'm geeked up right now and I'm fuckin faded I thank the lord that we finally made it Thanking the lord that we here today He gave me a chance now I'm here to stay Surrounded by real I dont fuck with fake If it ain't about no money don't wanna play Better stay down get yo racks up Dont play crazy boy you act tough I'm in pakistan I'm in the bluff Say you got a hundred thou' boy that ain't shit to us Hit yo ass with a hundred round come pick 'em up Shot ole man up back I hope he don't run out of luck Mane all the bad bitches they wanna fuck they hurt 'em up Run through the club make it thunderstorm You never seen this is a one on one Young nigga they got a ton of guns Part of them they can't wait to eat some lunch Then they pulling up in all kind of foreigns No basic bitch you broke bitches boring First let me light my blunt, then I'ma hit my cup She made you wait three months, first day she let me fuck All my young niggas up, doggin these hoes can't get stuck And I can't love on these hoes I just lust, we used to be broke used to ride on the bus I'm in the lambo I'm crawlin down sunset and I look like a motherfucking caterpillar I left a 9 in the spot and it came with a Glock and a motherfucking babysitter I don't surround myself around none of these broke niggas All I hang around is some Major niggas I use to break on the cops and I leave the block hot like some motherfucking Cajun nigga I use to trap on the block use to trap out the bando and break down the bundles Back in my momma house told her I ain't moving out till I done stack me a hunnit Hit me my first lick and I buy me a pint and I went to go cop me a Honda That shit caught as fried as Mcdonald's, lil bitch get that shit, it weren't funny The ice on my neck and wrist under my fingers I told you I gone shine like the summer I need me a bitch like Madonna, eat on that pussy, Kutana Bake that shit up like lasagna, she say she wanted young Gunna I'm still on that run up get done up, walk in that club with that burner All of my niggas don't murder, don't know what you heard of, we came out the ghetto Came a long way from the Nat now we got us some racks and a spot in Rodeo Bitch I'mma ball like a layup, I jus wan' fuck and don't lay up I see niggas old need to pay up, you gon' pay the cost or your day up First let me light my blunt, then I'ma hit my cup She made you wait three months, first day she let me fuck All my young niggas up, doggin these hoes can't get stuck And I can't love on these hoes I just lust, we used to be broke used to ride on the bus I'm in the lambo I'm crawlin down sunset and I look like a motherfucking caterpillar I left a 9 in the spot and it came with a Glock and a motherfucking babysitter I don't surround myself around none of these broke niggas All I hang around is some Major niggas I use to break on the cops and I leave the block hot like some motherfucking Cajun nigga
Writer(s): Wesley Tyler Glass, Lil Duke, Sergio Kitchens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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