Lyrics

Yeah
This that TNT shit
My **** coughing so you already what type of shit he smokin on
Gas ****
All of dis cash from weed not music
Bad lil thot thot turned to a groupie
She wanna fuck right now no movie
I'm riding wit Draco dat **** go stupid
Yeah
I'm wit lil bro in the trap spot
We in the field all day like a mascot
How u want beef and u ain't got no fire to use
I'm rocking designer shoes
Designer my feet and it's huggin' my body
She let me beat I ain't talking karate
**** this heat don't go playin' with that fire
We creepin' you thinking this mask for the virus
I need my wrist lookin' like kilimanjaro
**** is bitches I send 'em a bottle
But my **** demons they send 'em to hell
Right back in the bible
I told my homies to stay on they P's and Q's cause we got some P's to move
Everyone solid we don't want no **** around us like homie from Jesus crew
Hop in the vehicle, we making deliveries feel like a pizza dude
Said you want beef with who? Huh? We light him up like he's Pikachu
All of dis cash from weed not music
Bad lil thot thot turned to a groupie
She wanna fuck right now no movie
I'm riding wit Draco dat **** go stupid
Yeah
I'm wit lil bro in the trap spot
We in the field all day like a mascot
How you want beef and you ain't got no fire to use
I'm rocking designer shoes
All of dis cash from weed not rappin
Diamonds they dance on me mike Jackson
I did not fuck that bitch she cappin
**** try touch my chain he passing
I keep dat glock on me like fashion
**** ain't built like that they cappin
When u gon suck my dick I'm asking
I hit that boy with that fire he gasping
She gimmie head so good need aspirin
**** can't cop my weed I'm taxin
She cannot get in my whip need taxi
I hit dat boy with that fire go ash him
I know a **** that died this evening
I know a opp that died this morning
I hit the stage my bitch performing
**** they bitch like London Lauren
All of dis cash from weed not music
Bad lil thot thot turned to a groupie
She wanna fuck right now no movie
I'm riding wit Draco dat **** go stupid
Yeah
I'm wit lil bro in the trap spot
We in the field all day like a mascot
How you want beef and you ain't got no fire to use
I'm rocking designer shoes
Written by: Allan Osore Olao, Timothy Omondi Ahere
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