Letra

Tired of these motherfuckers cappin' (cappin') These niggas really just rappin' (rappin') I was the one that was rappin' (damn) Sell you a bowl on this vaccum (vaccum) I fled the street like a pastor (damn) We get 'em in and attract 'em ('tract 'em) Get out and lil' gon' wack ya, damn, ayy (Denaro, where the love at? Where the love at?) Damn Bitch ain't no motherfucking love (damn) You know I'm fly as a dove When I talk, my teeth they shine like some suds (bling) My drip just came out the tub I'm walking and stepping up on Gucci rug (damn) I wanna fuck and I could but I can not function (nope) I'm full of the drugs (damn) Ayy, drank got me leanin' (leanin') Pour me a fo' and now I'm with the demon (damn) Can't no nigga see me (no) You know I'm feeling just like I'm John Cena (Cena) Ayy, run with some hittas (damn) They wipe yo' nose than pass you some tissue (uh) Keep me a pistol (damn) Never know when the lord gotta be with ya, ayy Damn, ayy High as a motherfucking blimp I keep me a stick I walk with a limp (damn) Pull up and serve you a P, then count up my racks, then I gotta dip (skrrt) Book me a flight and I hop on the jet, then I come back and make me some flips Steppin' and walkin' up in Gucci loafers, my nigga this cost me a grip (damn) I don't got love and no time for no bitch (nope), I leave that shit there for the kid Ayy, when I pull up in the big body Benz (skrrt), you know that shit there out to drip (damn) Pulling up in different whips, damn (skrrt) Then skate off like I'm the Grinch, ayy (skrrt) Bitches they all on a young nigga (damn) 'cause I got cash (ayy), remember when I ain't have a bag Had to go get off my ass (damn), my foot on the gas (skrrt), hopin' I never go back (no) Niggas they sit back and laugh (why?) but I count my cash (damn) So you tell me who really mad? (Fuck 'em) My teeth they shine like some glass (bling) They hit with no flash (damn), my nigga I spend me some racks (ayy) Spend me some racks (ayy) You know I spend me some racks (ayy) Spend me some racks (ayy) You know I spend me some racks (ayy) These like some glass (ayy) You know they hit like some glass (ayy) Don't need me to blast (ayy) You know I need me some cash (ayy)
Writer(s): Jamicheal Benson, Adarious Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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