Lyrics

Break yo self fool I don't really fuck with that bitch Told that bitch to get another broom stick I just wanna hit and quit I don't wanna make it stick So i'm finna' make it quick And if you think i'ma buy you all that shit go hit a lick Aye Yeah it go like that I'ma cash out 6 bands, run that shit right back You ain't know bout' that Bitch you know I clapped Strike'em out real quick ain't no baseball bat Yeah it go like that Yeah it go like that Got this 30 round clip and they all gone land Yeah it go like that Yeah it go like that All my homies got straps band they ain't backpacks I don't really fuck with that bitch (Nope) Told that bitch to get another broom stick I just wanna hit and quit (Hit and quit) I don't wanna make it stick So i'm finna' make it quick (Make it quick?) And if you think i'ma buy you all that shit go hit a lick (Go hit a lick) Finna' wet you up Make you break dance (Make you break dance?) She just popped half-a-xan, now she runnin' mad (Yeah she runnin' mad) Blow a fuse and she ain't gonna regret that (Gone regret that) I can't trust all these niggas cuz they snitchen' bad (Yeah they snitchin' bad) Aye Yeah it go like that I'ma cash out 6 bands, run that shit right back You ain't know bout' that Bitch you know I clapped Strike'em out real quick ain't no baseball bat Yeah it go like that Yeah it go like that Got this 30 round clip and they all gone land Yeah it go like that Yeah it go like that All my homies got straps but they ain't backpacks Bitch i'm only trynna' tap I ain't worried 'bout yo feelins' (Worried 'bout yo feelins') 'Bout to pull up in this coupe and this shit ain't got no ceiling (Shit ain't got not ceilin') Pulling out all these bands and yo bitch think it's appealin' (Bitch thinks it's appealin') When I told you i'ma steal her, bitch I wasn't fucking kidding (Yeah I wasn't kiddin') All these drugs got me leanin', but bitch i ain't fucking fiendin' (I ain't fuckin' fiendin') When I get up out this bitch i'ma cop me a fucking demon (Cop me a fuckin' demon) I'ma look out for the homies to make sure they fuckin' eatin' (Fuckin' eatin') And if you niggas got a problem, i'll pull up and leave you bleedin' (Bitch i'll leave you bleedin')
Writer(s): Fabian Moro Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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