Lyrics

Yeah, I remember days, we ain't have shit Now a young nigga living lavish Got a Glock on my waist, make me grab it These niggas talking, I know they ain't bout shit Had this money way 'fore all this rap shit I can't steal your flow, that shit too average Pull that Glock, now he running like Mavericks Feel like Juice, fell in love with a bad bitch Wrist so icy I still bust down my jewels Still with the gang, I'm gon bust down a jugg I put that boy in the oven, yeah he can get cooked I pulled that Glock on that nigga now that nigga shook They asking me why I don't give a fuck I can't feel no love, my emotions is numb She broke my heart, she played me, I feel dumb I ain't got no weed, know I'm sipping on some rum Yeah, two staps Make the beat go ham like it's boom bap Got a block in my hand, I'm gon shoot back Got your bitch on my dick, yeah she blew that Hammer time with your bitch, I'm gon move that I said he ain't about it, like true that See the stars in the wraith, now she flew back I can't fold on my nigga, no Johnny Cash I know he a bitch nigga If I hit a lick then he gon snitch nigga Known my gang forever, we won't switch, nigga He was rich, took his bands, I'm a rich nigga Ain't no green eggs and ham, it's some grits nigga Bitch I'm gon take your presents like Grinch, nigga I ain't Tommy, I'm still wearing Hilfiger Yeah your bitch like me more 'cause my dick bigger I remember all them days we was trapping I put a mask on, feel like Batman I had to jugg way before this rapping I had to jugg walk, do my magic Shawty want lie to me You always said you would ride for me Said you would never switch sides on me Only put trust into in my homies Yeah, two staps Make the beat go ham like it's boom bap Got a block in my hand, I'm gon shoot back Got your bitch on my dick, yeah she blew that Hammer time with your bitch, I'm gon move that I said he ain't about it, like true that See the stars in the wraith, now she flew back I can't fold on my nigga, no Johnny Cash I know he a bitch nigga If I hit a lick then he gon snitch nigga Known my gang forever, we won't switch, nigga He was rich, took his bands, I'm a rich nigga Ain't no green eggs and ham, it's some grits nigga Bitch I'm gon take your presents like Grinch, nigga I ain't Tommy, I'm still wearing Hilfiger Yeah your bitch like me more 'cause my dick bigger I remember all them days we was trapping I put a mask on, feel like Batman I had to jugg way before this rapping I had to jugg walk, do my magic Shawty want lie to me You always said you would ride for me Said you would never switch sides on me Only put trust into in my homies
Writer(s): Thomas Moore, Jacob Noah Timmons Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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