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(Howdy, 5heriff) Uh, ayy (what's new in the prairie?) Oh-ah (oh-ah) hey (hey) hey (hey) Oh-ah (oh-ah) hey (hey) hey (hey) Oh-ah (oh-ah) ayy (ayy) ayy (ayy) These niggas really not with me (oh-ah) Got a new strap, you know it hold fifty (oh-ah) 12 tryna get me, I'm fifty-one, fifty (oh-ah) Feeling like Belly when I'm in my city (yeah) Walk a nigga down, show him no pity (oh-ah) In the trap, smoking on Runtz 'til I'm dizzy (yeah) Throw me them racks, I might come to your city We smoke out the P like the pack smell pissy (mm, mm) I can get the top, but the ho can't kiss me She sucking while I'm driving, fuck around, start drifting (mm) He came with the swag like the lil' nigga gifted Spend a couple racks, get it back, no biggie (mm, mm) It's too many hoes and a nigga too picky It's some feelings I pour in this cup (I pour in this cup) Play with the gang and they sending you up (uh-ah) If he ain't us, we ain't showing no love (uh) Backends on the road, doing shows every month I got that swag when I jump on the beat Walk in the bank, all you hear is a beep When the pressure fold, who the fuck I'm gon' count on? I'm going crazy, finna jump out the Styrofoam She giving top all day, now her mind blown Panoramic roof, hit the corner, start sliding the coupe 50 racks stuffed in the shoebox We never lacking, hope you not (hey) Better keep your head up, no 2Pac Oh-ah (oh-ah) hey (hey) hey (hey) Oh-ah (oh-ah) ayy (ayy) ayy These niggas really not with me (oh-ah) Got a new strap, you know it hold fifty (oh-ah) 12 tryna get me, I'm fifty-one, fifty (oh-ah) Feeling like Belly when I'm in my city (yeah) Walk a nigga down, show him no pity (oh-ah) In the trap, smoking on Runtz 'til I'm dizzy (yeah) We the young niggas that's running the town If I catch an opp, then I'm gunning him down You say you the plug, we're taking him down We don't show no love, these niggas is clowns I just told Candy that we up next I got some Xannies, but they ain't pressed I got some hating niggas upset But wait 'til they see me jump off a jet I'ma fuck 'em up when I jump in the coupe (jump in the coupe) Lil' bitch choosing, keep looking at my jewels (jewels) Sipping on syrup, sipping on juice (sipping on syrup) Life, still it hurt, I can't lose (hurt) I done been hurt, I done been used (hurt) So I gotta watch how I move (watch) All these racks up in my bank (yeah) Niggas told me that I can't (yeah) Ran into my ex bitch with my new bitch And it look like she gon' faint (dumb bitch) Pour another deuce and roll a blunt, so I could think (on God) Don't you say you love me, you not my brother, niggas fake (snakes) Oh-ah (oh-ah) Oh-ah (oh-ah) Oh-ah (oh-ah) Oh-ah (oh-ah)
Writer(s): Kevin Jenkins, Dylan Mccord, 5heriff 5heriff Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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