Lyrics

(Mhmm... mhmm. Flexer) (BandGang shit) I heard you been rappin 'bout glizzies, we play with them semis I came in with two in this bitch G-Money just came off a stain he left with a 30 he only got 2 in the clip Bino don't pay for no pussy cause if the shit foo on the snatcha I'm suing a bitch Flexer the next one to kick in the door but you late, Bino been losin' his shit Came for the bitches and ho's get on the pole shake that lil shit on the floor She cute in the face and she swole, I got a roll look like she ready to go Too many blues to fold I don't do 50's, you find it in here I'm a ho Shorty been scrapin the bowl hittin his goals, hustlin just in his soul Off white MJ 4's them mufuckas beige I'm stepping out sharp as a razor Deja fuckin with me cause I'm gettin this paper pockets look like they in labor BandGang Mafia just like the Wayan's nigga we doin it major Blow what you got in your savings, big bro grave I do this shit just for the haters (Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha) You niggas ain't got no clout bitch cut it out (bitch cut it out) Put that lil ass paper up y'all in a drought (Y'all in a drought) I treat my hoe's just like a stain I'm in & out (I'm in & out) That package went just how it came b*tch in & out (I'm in & out) In (in) & Out (in & out) In (in) & Out (in & out) You niggas ain't got no clout bitch cut it out (Bitch cut it out) That package went just how it came bitch in & out (I'm in & out) Came in this bitch with the pipe niggas thinking it's light I'm gone make em a shirt tonight Catch me a opp on the block and I'm poppin his top I'm gone make em a vert tonight I know it been hot in the hood that motion a go so im droppin that work tonight If one of my members get hit we ain't finna sleep, bitch we trynna lurk tonight Dropped a lil bag now I'm froze I ain't gotta pose I'm taking a pic with yo ho Pour up the purp and I'm dozin drippin in gold I'm rockin my ice and a pole 4 gang pull up at all yo shows you tuckin yo tail you a ho Green light on you and all of yo bros I'm trynna go up on the score Bino, I get to the cake I'm cool with the hate, I'm solid ain't shit finna break I'm trynna do M's in a day then get out the way, run it up quick then I skate Boss nigga I'm made I ain't gotta wait no rushin im comin in late This paper and Glocks is dirty they still in the safe these niggas ain't heavy they shake (Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha) You niggas ain't got no clout bitch cut it out (bitch cut it out) Put that lil ass paper up y'all in a drought (Y'all in a drought) I treat my hoe's just like a stain I'm in & out (I'm in & out) That package went just how it came bitch in & out (I'm in & out) In (in) & Out (in & out) In (in) & Out (in & out) You niggas ain't got no clout bitch cut it out (Bitch cut it out) That package went just how it came bitch in & out (I'm in & out)
Writer(s): Brandon Bryant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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