Texty

Uh, uh, uh, uh (Buddah Bless this beat) Yeah, uh, feel me, nah Niggas gettin' money in this motherfucker, you feel me? They'll never feel me, man It's a million dollar circle, you feel me? Million dollar niggas around me (yeah, uh) Everybody destined for greatness, you feel me? (Uh, uh) (Slatt, go, go, go, go, go, go) I'm that young nigga who got it Pourin' a four in a two, I ain't modest I cannot move 'til I see a deposit Feelin' them pinks and blues in my pocket Fuck what he said, you know that it's up Fuckin' on twins, geeked and stuck I'm in a Benz, pushin' the pedal New FN's, ain't no metal Pray for sins, I might move wrong Brought them tens, head in clouds Fuckin' a bitch that I saw in the crowd Told her shut up, she screamin' too loud Bitch ass nigga, I told you so A nigga get mad, I'll throw his hoe Big AKs like G.I. Joe Niggas be fake like CGI Bitch west coast, like TDE Tote that stick, hoe, you ain't know Ask 'bout 'Boat, no, he ain't hoe He don't go, hoin' folks, yeah Bought about four or five Benzes I got the tent, I catch the Bent' I got this bitch in the back gettin' bent Outside in the back of the crib in a tent Huh, slatt, huh, I got a four pack Huh, I had to fold the Mac Drivin' this shit off the track Yeah, move them boys live Free all my niggas who bangin' in fire Jump in that water, headfirst, I dive (Go!) I'm that young nigga who got it Pourin' a four in a two, I ain't modest I cannot move 'til I see a deposit Feelin' them pinks and blues in my pocket Fuck what he said, you know that it's up Fuckin' on twins, geeked and stuck I'm in a Benz, pushin' the pedal New FN's, ain't no metal Pray for sins, I might move wrong Brought them tens, head in clouds Fuckin' a bitch that I saw in the crowd Told her shut up, she screamin' too loud Bitch ass nigga, I told you so A nigga get mad, I'll throw his hoe Big AKs like G.I. Joe Niggas be fake like CGI Most niggas bootleg like DVDs They wanna smoke that CBD 20 a verse, gotta get 20 a verse 'Cause I blew a 20 on lean Okay, this shit in my genes I'm just like my parents, that's how I was bred I know some niggas that's dead I'm focused on money, I'm blowin' ahead Okay, she givin' me head Naked as hell on the edge of the bed Okay, I'm high off the percs Could've been Nikki, I left her on read Okay, I'm keepin' it hood Hat just sittin' on the side of my head I got a hundred in cash You know I got burners on the side of the bed I'm that young nigga who got it Pourin' a four in a two, I ain't modest I cannot move 'til I see a deposit Feelin' them pinks and blues in my pocket Fuck what he said, you know that it's up Fuckin' on twins, geeked and stuck I'm in a Benz, pushin' the pedal New FN's, ain't no metal Pray for sins, I might move wrong Brought them tens, head in clouds Fuckin' a bitch that I saw in the crowd Told her shut up, she screamin' too loud Bitch ass nigga, I told you so A nigga get mad, I'll throw his hoe Big AKs like G.I. Joe Niggas be fake like CGI
Writer(s): Miles Parks Mccollum, Tyron Buddah Sr Douglas, Orraccious Quainte Tucker Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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