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Tec on my waistline want beef wit' a nigga You all on the net, I won't tweet with a nigga Spark up (Spark up, spark up, spark up) Beef wit' a nigga (Aye) This Tec on my waistline want beef wit' a nigga You all on the net, I won't tweet with a nigga Clip is extended they reachin' them niggas Pull up where you sleep, wet the street up lil' nigga She love my ice, told her ski with a nigga I don't wanna cuff just come sleep wit' a nigga Was prayin' we made it but now we got guap Had to run it up fast now we eatin' on niggas Droppin' the top just to flex on them niggas Put bread on my mind, I ain't stressin' 'bout niggas Niggas who hated, try said that "We made it," Boy you didn't make it, can't stack up wit' niggas Didn't you hate me but now you tryn' text me And greet me at shows better back up lil nigga' I don't love shit but the Glock wit a stick and Some balls on it and swear the slime is my trigger Boy check my status it say I'm a goat Was in the rain wasn't handed no coat Ridin' my wave, man I feel like a boat I can't fuck wit' bitches they doin' the most Remember Lil' Key hittin plays off the bomba Remember when he had to pay rent for mama Remember when D told a nigga go harder I listened to him now a nigga went farther Stackin' my guap Went from a lil' to a lot and now she wan' be my lil' rock They said I couldn't do it Now a lil' nigga is hot and you can't get gold out my pocket Got squares in my circle and they thought I Wouldn't find out so watch them bitch niggas get popped Got squares in my circle and they thought I Wouldn't find out so watch them lil' niggas get popped This Tec on my waistline want beef wit' a nigga You all on the net, I won't tweet with a nigga Clip is extended they reachin' them niggas Pull up where you sleep, wet the street up lil' nigga She love my ice, told her ski with a nigga I don't wanna cuff just come sleep wit' a nigga Was prayin' we made it but now we got guap Had to run it up fast now we eatin' on niggas I'm on they ass them other rappers Prolly tired of me (I'm grinding bitch) I check my DM and all my bitches proud of me (I'm shining bitch) I keep an AR, just in case niggas come slide on me (Come try me bitch) Shoutout to the gang, always 10 Mob Ties to the 6 they ridin' bitch When I'm in the hood I get treated like Diddy My semi be wit' me My cookie be sticky My shortie be pretty Could say that we picky That pussy be drippy I play in her kidney I play wit' her kitty Them blues be wit' me Don't fuck wit' the fifties I just sold a pound They pay me in twenties I ride with them rounds I stuffed it wit' fifties I ride wit them rounds (I stuffed it wit' fifties,) This Tec on my waistline want beef wit' a nigga You all on the net, I won't tweet with a nigga Clip is extended they reachin' them niggas Pull up where you sleep, wet the street up lil' nigga She love my ice, told her ski with a nigga I don't wanna cuff just come sleep wit' a nigga Was prayin' we made it but now we got guap Had to run it up fast now we eatin' on niggas (Eatin' on niggas)
Writer(s): Ryan O'neill, Dylan J. Berg, Kamron Ford, Lukas Benjamin Leth, Samuel Martin Dimits Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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