Lyrics

Yoz what you telling me Bro's protecting might pop one, pop one Slug the birdies are hot ones Man's putting work in the long run, caught one Talk has bought me that long one That dinger whip no I'm on one If I ain't driving then I'm a shotgun The rumors are that I shot one Prefer that hand ting over that shotgun I'm there on my blocka You know that our strips on lock up Pass me that lead and copper Done me a drill when I done that proper They got most of my guys on lock up Whip that light and lock up She thought I was gonna take her Costa She thinks Imma save her I ain't no doctor Bando baby I broke her heart Tell her sorry babe I weren't meaning to Started off with a Q of each, I was never one to be teething food All I need is a reason to and I'm popping there like it's Peekaboo Doubt these niggas they want that beef Cah my drillas know to go season food She rings my line everyday tell her babe just wait, please wait These niggas keep talking smoke but Trust me, they don't wanna come our way Stuck OT in the bando local whip that flake, its flames Nah I can't afford a raid, if its askar bang me I'm holding 8 Finger itching I press that, press that Done it bait so I meant that, meant that Told my YG go cheff that, dead that Body drop that's a set back If I rise the wap you best get back, get back Lift man up like he's jetlagged Man's dressing up I'm in jet black Heard they wan' drop me told a man tempt that Starting off I was selling weed When I saw the cracks when I see the light Broski went and took a violation, told me Rich I ain't sleeping right Got revenge cah that feeling's nice That lemonade or that lean with sprite Telling me she wan' stay the night, but she ain't really my type I'm there on my blocka You know that our strips on lock up Pass me that lead and copper Done me a drill when I done that proper They got most of my guys on lock up Whip that light and lock up She thought I was gonna take her Costa She thinks Imma save her I ain't no doctor Let me break it down Rich don't mean Fernando's when I say niggas wan' take me out Rich waist deep in the bando still, in the trap tryna make it out Tell a bitch don't make a sound They heard Rich don't dance now they all don't dance It's like these niggas want my sound Until now, feds still got me on license Foreign bitch wanna lick that tip, just the way that I like it Rambo blade gotta firm that grip You know I do more than slice him Like the 1st time I burst that stick, rush felt kinda exciting Pretty one says she miss me, miss me I told her baby come link me Telling me she wan' eat in Leyton I tell her babe its too risky If it weren't done by Leyton it's probably SJ turning man history If it weren't done with that qori it was probably done with that mindi Bro's protecting might pop one, pop one Slug the birdies are hot ones Man's putting work in the long run Caught one, talk has bought me that long one That dinger whip no I'm on one, if I ain't driving then I'm a shotgun The rumors are that I shot one Prefer that hand ting over that shotgun I'm there on my blocka You know that our strips on lock up Pass me that lead and copper Done me a drill when I done that proper They got most of my guys on lock up Whip that light and lock up She thought I was gonna take her Costa She thinks imma save her I ain't no doctor Let me break it down Rich don't mean When I say niggas wan' take me out
Writer(s): Yosief Tafari, Songwriter Unknown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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