Lyrics

Yeah (Ayo, Legion, drop that) Yeah Bitch, don't get trippy off them pills (you better not) You kissing bitches, still? (Yeah) You been rapping all yo' life, yo' dumbass still ain't get a deal? (Still ain't get a deal) You been spending all them blocks, yo' dumbass still ain't get a kill? (Still ain't get a kill) You got good numbers from your plug, I heard you still ain't keep it trill (still ain't keep it trill) Yeah, he drill with his mask off (yeah) I'm back feeling groovy, you back looking stupid Keep fucking them hoes raw (keep fucking them hoes raw) Go give bro his money, you back looking funny, on God, niggas owe y'all (on God, niggas owe y'all) Think he only get blowed off, yeah (yeah, he think he only get blowed the fuck off) And he think he only get blowed off (yeah) Yes, I'm pretty in the fifth (I'm pretty in the fifth) Two hundred for a zip (zip) He couldn't stop spending them blocks with my big cousin had got killed (my big cousin had got killed) I couldn't stop giving them game when my hood treat me like I'm nip (treat me like I'm nip) Member down, bad on my dick (yeah) Nine four nine, sit in the VIP (yeah) What, you niggas forgot where I came from? (Where I came from) Forgot what I did when I went down bad in that rainstorm? (Down bad in that rainstorm) Bad bitch gave me life, she just wanna fuck me with my chains on (fuck me with my chains on) Say lil' folk better tell 'em where I'm from, they ass get banged on (they ass get banged on) Bitch, don't get trippy off them pills (you better not) You kissing bitches, still? (Yeah) You been rapping all yo' life, yo' dumbass still ain't get a deal? (Still ain't get a deal) You been spending all them blocks, yo' dumbass still ain't get a kill? (Still ain't get a kill) You got good numbers from your plug, I heard you still ain't keep it trill (still ain't keep it trill) Me and my vultures going broke just for a studio (just for a studio) They catching pains up in that bitch like they was Julio (like they was Julio) Like they was Julio, them bitches they pain knew me though (yeah) For turn a half up into a peep up, there like good due (up there like good due) Yeah, nigga, better not move and they gone get that money But they gon' stop toting them tools (stop toting them tools) Yeah, I told them nigga bet not move (bet not move) And they gon' get that money, but they can't stop toting them tools (yeah) And pops gon' serve that food (yeah) And twin gon' bring his hood back from the ghetto (hood back from the ghetto) And my bitch super bougie in the kickback in stilettos (in stilettos) Ain't fuck with me back then, but when she see me she say hello (hello) My gang they ball like melo, stuck a thumb all in her a-hole (yeah, Yeah) Bitch, don't get trippy off them pills (you better not) You kissing bitches, still? (Yeah) You been rapping all yo' life, yo' dumbass still ain't get a deal? (Still ain't get a deal) You been spending all them blocks, yo' dumbass still ain't get a kill? (Still ain't get a kill) You got good numbers from your plug, I heard you still ain't keep it trill
Writer(s): Robert Coleman Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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