Lyrics

Smoking out the pound, I don't even have to move it Think I'm out my mind, don't make a nigga prove it Daddy was G, no bricks like Chapo Had a 911 when he came out of law school Wasn't no dope boy, just that black boy Skin as black as coke Met that white girl she say hello Snorting like a joke Jungle fever, nice to meet you, MC Hammers broke One hit wonders, man I wonder, where them suckers go? (Where they at?) When they times up, who reminds them Boy your rhymes are jokes Daddy was a G, no bricks like Chapo Had a 911 when he came out of law school Got no time for renovation, boy my spot is building up When I'm in the lab don't make me mad I'm Bruce Banner go So stupid I need a pill to calm me down don't know what's real I might fuck the game up when I wake up if I'm sobered up Boy I'm on a mission to get money like pronto Took a quick trip to the B for the fronto Got a lot to say treat a song like a journal Daddy was a G, like Chapo Boy I'm getting paid to write notes in my iPhone Think I'm out my mind don't make a nigga prove it Smoking out the pound I don't even got to move it Daddy was a G no bricks like Chapo Aye, aye
Writer(s): Ian Powell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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