Lyrics

No i'm never satisfied This can't be televised Shit been ringing so much i need a beeper Trap is booming like ten eight o eight speakers You taxing on reefer know i get it cheaper You smoking on mid your shit dirt cheap That shit ain't loud you ain't making no noise Ran up them racks i didn't have a choice I stayed on my shit for a while now it's showing No i'm never satisfied This can't be televised Shit been ringing so much i need a beeper Trap is booming like ten eight o eight speakers You taxing on reefer know i get it cheaper You smoking on mid your shit dirt cheap That shit ain't loud you ain't making no noise Ran up them racks cause i didn't have a choice I stayed on my shit for a while now it's showing Been on my grind know it took a minute Know my haters sick they some penicillin Never took a break I took it state to state I had to innovate Cause the sky is the limit But fuck it i'm back on my bull shit I been dripping sauce I been cooling Bitches sleeping they wasn't choosing me before But when i walk in them bitches choosing For them dollars my shooters get lit Walk in the function i got that hoe lit She leaving with me but she came here with him I slam dunk his hoe i ball above the rim My bitches perky like all of the drugs that i pop You say you balling we know that you not They pay me to come to the spot if not paying I'm not coming cuz I'm all bout my guap I told you I'm good but I'm better I might fuck your bitch in a fake Gucci Sweater Im fly than a feather i got your bitch crushing like velvet I fuck the first night that i met her No i'm never satisfied This can't be televised Shit been ringing so much i need a beeper Trap is booming like ten eight o eight speakers You taxing on reefer know i get it cheaper You smoking on mid your shit dirt cheap That shit ain't loud you ain't making no noise Ran up them racks i didn't have a choice I stayed on my shit for a while now it's showing No i'm never satisfied This can't be televised Shit been ringing so much i need a beeper Trap is booming like ten eight o eight speakers You taxing on reefer know i get it cheaper You smoking on mid your shit dirt cheap That shit ain't loud you ain't making no noise Ran up them racks cause i didn't have a choice I stayed on my shit for a while now it's showing The shit that i do you cant see on no tv Make niggas poof begone just like a genie Got his bitch at the house and she cooking zucchini and i ain't jam none that music off that wack ass cd He dont never want grease he just wrote a peace treaty And just cuz i dripping get whopped in these yeezy's Smoking backwood just like a rasta Rizzo mad max you know I'm a top shotta Id lie for my goblins with my hand on the bible all you niggas pussy I can smell you on your cycle Imma ball on these niggas not talking bout no Micheal She gone bring me that guap even though i dont like her No i'm never satisfied This can't be televised Shit been ringing so much i need a beeper Trap is booming like ten eight o eight speakers You taxing on reefer know i get it cheaper You smoking on mid your shit dirt cheap That shit ain't loud you ain't making no noise Ran up them racks i didn't have a choice I stayed on my shit for a while now it's showing No i'm never satisfied This can't be televised Shit been ringing so much i need a beeper Trap is booming like ten eight o eight speakers You taxing on reefer know i get it cheaper You smoking on mid your shit dirt cheap That shit ain't loud you ain't making no noise Ran up them racks cause i didn't have a choice I stayed on my shit for a while now it's showing
Writer(s): Shyrod Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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