Lyrics

Yeah I got my gun on me, I ain't tryna box right now And if a nigga act up, he could get shot right now Your bitch going on sight if I pull up in that foreign right now Me and my team we balling, y'all free throwing right now I talk money, I don't know what y'all talking about Matter of fact as we speak, I'm counting money right now If a nigga play with my money, he could get shot right down Team no lacking so you know I got my motherfucking gun cocked now Your girl all on me like she tryna fuck right now How she gone suck my dick but gone say I can't come in her mouth (bitch you need to get out) She gave me head in the car cuz you was inside of her house While you were sitting on her couch, I was inside of her mouth Clout boys bitch, you know we got clout I go crazy with that 30 till they let him out Riding through the opps to see what they about, they ain't outside so I had to change my route I got 17 clips in the box right now And 500 bullets and it's out right now I got guns all through my momma house So I know she safe every time I'm not around Yeah I got my gun on me, I ain't tryna box right now And if a nigga act up, he could get shot right now Your bitch going on sight if I pull up in that foreign right now Me and my team we balling, y'all free throwing right now
Writer(s): Jason Pebworth, George Astasio, Jonathan Shave, Sian Evans, Dan Stein Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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