Tekst Utworu

(Antt did the track) It's a young nigga world Free them boys, yeah, nigga, we them boys (BeatGang) No cap We still go on missions, call 'em walkthroughs, chalk who? I can still get you 80 for a gram of dog food We cannot be fucked with Can't shit fit in this car but sticks Bitch, the feds cannot stop none of this I'm cool with havin' hoes, baby, I don't want a bitch RM's on my wrist (bust), on my wrist (bust) Two M's is nonsense (fuck 'em), I'm five in Forgiatos on my Benz, might dye 'em red Tell that ho to give me space, word to my nigga Ced' In the Demon, she screaming, "No pictures," please come and get her Y'all know y'all can't fuck with these niggas Don't call my phone, barely in the city, got used to hittin' the road Told my youngin, "Send 'em," bitch, doggy back in that mode I grew up blowing that pole, I know you niggas be hoes I'm tryna get me an A, I'm probably sippin' an eight I know I'm turnt, but said I ran it up off of meds Free bands, nigga, free Tez My youngest know how to play it They catch ones, we out Them boys ain't got a route, what y'all selling? 95 percent of all the real niggas telling How the fuck y'all get all of them pills? My niggas mail 'em I deserve a medal, I fuck with you heavy Them boys been rentin', now I'm still in a Bentley We cannot be fucked with Can't shit fit in this car but sticks Bitch, the feds cannot stop none of this I'm cool with havin' hoes, baby, I don't want a bitch We can not be fucked with Can't shit fit in this car but sticks Bitch, the feds cannot stop none of this I'm cool with havin' hoes, baby, I don't want a bitch
Writer(s): Royce Monroe Coffin, Dion Marquise Hayes, George A. Stone Iii, Anthony O'neal Mathis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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