Lyrics

Rolling, top down We don't talk now Where my clique at? Where my bitch at? Ten bands to my mans, then we flip that, aye Ten models tapping in on the dispatch, aye What the get up today, aye You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way, aye You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way, aye You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way And my momma told me, "Always keep a strap" (keep a strap) You could shoot a pussy nigga If they go behind your back (woah, woah, woah, woah) Run it up and run it up again, (aye) aye Always on the move, never catch the same friends, aye Get back, get back, I count the racks now New hoe, new hoe, know how to act now (act) I just, switch lanes, team on my back now I just, tried to, give your hoe back but, uh Get up with me bitch (get, uh) Get up with me I'ma dawg in my city bitch (I'ma dawg) Now I'm getting richer If a nigga want this smoke, put him on a picture, aye (woah) I just cuff his bitch and knocked her twin sister, aye (woah-woah) Touchdown in your country on a world tour (world tour) My ex ain't know shit but acting so sure She ain't want me then, but she want me now These hoes wanna hear me for my money now Rolling, top down We don't talk now Where my clique at? Where my bitch at? Ten bands to my mans then we flip that, aye Ten models tapping in on the dispatch, aye What the get up today, aye You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way, aye You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way, aye You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way, aye You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way, aye You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way
Writer(s): Hykeem Jamaal Jr Carter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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