Texty

Right Uhh Keep a piece, stay in something unreleased Broke niggas make me itch, they be super cheap Strike a pose, so I'm fed up in Phillipe Hoes just meet me at the door, kiss me on the cheek I suppose, never sweat a letter B Baby told me I'm the realest cat she probbaly need I agree, twistin' up all kinda tree We gon' repeat this 'til it's time to leave I give 'em drama 'cause I bring a diffеrent energy Postеd up in places that you never be, uh Single him out, but you could never figure him out I got too much sauce just to sit in the house, uh Never foldin' Always floatin' Never sleepin' Let it be They want the cool, I set the fee This type of shit you never get for free, right Gold, I put it all in my frames I'm rollin' over this pot I put it all in one thing, bro Solid, I fuck with the chain I'm droppin' over these gems I put the rest in the ring, bro Ain't nobody clippin' my wings I brought my bitch to the spot She coppin' all of the wingo Shut it down, we got every reason If it get cloudy, we just change the season Lit girl, lit lit girl Know I spot 'em every city in the world She in the mix, uh-uh, I concur Is she a vic'? Uh-uh, I confirm Board the flight, then the rest is a blur If it's Bel Air, then the gold I prefer You keep it real, nah nah, I defer I seen you niggas compromising In the Merci' bonjour Forty-minute show and they want an encore Nigga doin' all of this trippin', gettin' all of this chicken And I'm never satisfied, I want more Wintertime, the birds and the furs is a given But if it get too bird, then I swerve and I'm dippin' Preservin' the wisdom, reservin' the vision And all my niggas bossed up, all in position Gold, I put it all in my frames I'm rollin' over this pot I put it all in one thing, bro Solid, I fuck with the chain I'm droppin' over these gems I put the rest in the ring, bro Ain't nobody clippin' my wings I brought my bitch to the spot She coppin' all of the wingo Shut it down, we got every reason If it get cloudy, we just change the season If it get cloudy, we just change the season If it get cloudy, we just change the season If it get cloudy, we just change the season If it get cloudy, we just change the season
Writer(s): Sean Pompey, Chazwick Bundick, Gregg Gillis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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