Letras

Got on they ass when i got out the can Yeah Come on Got right on they ass when i got out the can I had to run it up fast as i can No time to play, i been runnin' up bands N+ggas gon' hate, but they really some fans I pray they free all my dogs out the jam I walk in the booth and i bet i go h.a.m. I f+ck her and kick her right out like she pam I do this sh+t for my fans and my fam 12 all on my d+ck, godd+mn My b+tch ass so fat, godd+mn I lost my dog to the street, godd+mn Hundred racks, and it's all blue, godd+mn These n+ggas ain't keepin' it real, but i am Do this sh+t in real life, i don't post on the 'gram I bought a new watch, could've went bought a lam' She suck d+ck all night, yes, ma'am Old+school cutlass, it came with a cab Face card so good, i might run up a tab Hit this sh+t from the back, yeah, i smash and i grab On the way to that sack, 'bout to hop on a slab This chain on my neck cost a brick and a half Whеn it touch down, make them birds take a bath Whеn i think 'bout my past, i might bust out and laugh None of these n+ggas can't walk in my path My b+tch bad I paid cash, went and bought her an ass So many racks, i need a new stash I just might pull up in a brand new jag Got in my bag and them boys got mad I put his face on tv like i'm vlad I don't wanna hear 'bout the sh+t that you had I don't wanna hear 'bout the sh+t in the past They want me to fail and they want me to crash Gotta keep droppin' sh+t 'cause these rappers, they trash The car that i drive, that b+tch paid off in cash My brother came up, he got rich sellin' bags Not trustin' these n+ggas, they switch on they mans She like to suck without usin' no hands Too many racks, they can't fit in my pants Go run up a hundred and do it again B+tch, i blew the advance Got right on they ass when i got out the can I had to run it up fast as i can No time to play, i been runnin' up bands N+ggas gon' hate, but they really some fans I pray they free all my dogs out the jam I walk in the booth and i bet i go h.a.m. I f+ck her and kick her right out like she pam I do this sh+t for my fans and my fam 12 all on my d+ck, godd+mn My b+tch ass so fat, godd+mn I lost my dog to the street, godd+mn Hundred racks, and it's all blue, godd+mn These n+ggas ain't keepin' it real, but i am Do this sh+t in real life, i don't post on the 'gram I bought a new watch, could've went bought a lam' She suck d+ck all night, yes, ma'am (godd+mn) These n+ggas broke and they need to be fixed 12 on my d+ck, but i been out the mix Stand up in that pain, i'm the realest it get Whatever you put in this sh+t what you get Had to really stay down, yeah, i grind for this sh+t These n+ggas be burnt, ain't got time for that sh+t Straight out the hood, now a young n+gga lit Ask about me, b+tch, i'm solid like brick (let's go) Too many racks, man, this sh+t can't fit I f+ck her 'til she can't take no d+ck Thirty+five racks, went and iced my wrist Trackhawk truck and it came with the kit These n+ggas my sons, they really my jits Walk in the kitchen, it's smellin' like fish Bro workin' his wrist, but ain't cookin' no grits I'm savin' my pape', i ain't savin' no b+tch My chain hit hard, you can see through the tints My car so fast, hit the gas and it lift Can't show no love to no maggot+ass b+tch Can't trust no n+gga, seen so many switch I custom my 'fit 'cause they eat up the drip Lost my heart when my brother got k!lled 75k, just made one flip (one flip, b+tch) Got right on they ass when i got out the can I had to run it up fast as i can No time to play, i been runnin' up bands N+ggas gon' hate, but they really some fans I pray they free all my dogs out the jam I walk in the booth and i bet i go h.a.m. I f+ck her and kick her right out like she pam I do this sh+t for my fans and my fam 12 all on my d+ck, godd+mn My b+tch ass so fat, godd+mn I lost my dog to the street, godd+mn Hundred racks, and it's all blue, godd+mn These n+ggas ain't keepin' it real, but i am Do this sh+t in real life, i don't post on the 'gram I bought a new watch, could've went bought a lam' She suck d+ck all night, yes, ma'am
Writer(s): Bryson March, Dwan Lecurtis Jaquan Avery, Jamal Braud Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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