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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Robinson
Cameron Robinson
Songwriter
Jacoby trosclair
Jacoby trosclair
Songwriter

歌詞

Man these **** wit me so relentless
Yea
I can't cuff no bitch if she too friendly
Oh yea
What's the point of dogging em if you miss me
Yea
My loyalty wit my momma and them benjis
Oh yea
Trappin done got hot but **** don't temp me
I put that glizzy in my bitch purse like wendy
Got junkies lined up back ta back but this ain't Wendy's
It cost a soul ta take a soul and **** be envyin
Yea
Servin out the car window
Get that bitch some dog food
Honestly im scared ta hit the hen cause I'm on bars too
Bagged up, get ya order
Take the risk, flip a quarter
Grinding til my wrist on water
You goin hard, I'm going harder
I can't tote it, im convicted
Still tote it, lord forgive me
Can't sleep til my granny proud like fuck I let my momma down
I got blood that ain't my family
Yea, you ca get it too
Sparrin bitches, sparrin who?
Yea, you ca get it too
Bagged up, come and get it;
Was the youngest in the dope house
Pray for those still in it cause they got youngins hitting that dope now
Was the youngest in that dope house, I watched my momma fix a hit
Used ta wake up late ta help my father trippin on that shit!
Man these **** wit me so relentless
Yea
I can't cuff no bitch if she too friendly
Oh yea
What's the point of dogging em if you miss me
Yea
My loyalty wit my momma and them benjis
Oh yea
Trappin done got hot but **** don't temp me
I put that glizzy in my bitch purse like wendy
Got junkies lined up back ta back but this ain't Wendy's
It cost a soul ta take a soul and **** be envyin
Yea
I got the glizzy wit me, that's a 50 wit me; when you see me it's sticking to me
It ain't no cuffin a bitch, I'm just fucking the bitch; told that hoe that my heart in the streets
Indulging in any beef and im in the streets, say im far from the industry
I put that stick on a **** with no mask, pussy bitch you know it's me
Im getting paper, it grow on trees
And im in LA with the palm trees
I know this bitch that im only text but never meet, you know that she on me
I pull up , Skrrrt! in a foreign
I mix the adderal with the percocets and you know that im goin in
Coby wit me and we goin in
Pull up to the show in a sprinter van
Fuck on that hoe and her foreign friends
Hold up li baby, im goin in
Me and li Cam in the sprinter
TTG run down on any man
Give her that dick then i GO!
Man these **** wit me so relentless
Yea
I can't cuff no bitch if she too friendly
Oh yea
What's the point of dogging em if you miss me
Yea
My loyalty wit my momma and them benjis
Oh yea
Trappin done got hot but **** don't temp me
I put that glizzy in my bitch purse like wendy
Got junkies lined up back ta back but this ain't Wendy's
It cost a soul ta take a soul and **** be envyin
Yea
Written by: Cameron Robinson, Jacoby trosclair
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