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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
M Huncho
M Huncho
Vocals
Nafe Smallz
Nafe Smallz
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Staxonthebeat
Staxonthebeat
Producer

Lyrics

I roll my weed and I prevail The shit go deeper than a well I hit the trap and do it well Baby, keep a couple bricks up on the cell I miss my niggas in the cell I pray their winning, they appeal I can't wait until they free my right hand We gone get this shit for real (Let's go) Like ten years in the fell You know my life is like a film And everyday I live a movie baby It'd be hard to tell you when it's real (You know) See I don' trip, I spill (Whoo) I take your chick as well (Let's go) I buy her new Chanel (Let's go) But she don't kiss and tell (Ayy) I want the four of this I come from seven fiends on the corners All of my niggas we hustle regardless We gotta feed all our sons and daughter We gotta finnese the market Pull up with shooters, my niggas are heartless I was a youngen in Gucci and Prada All of my VVS diamonds are dancing (Yeah-yeah) I'm getting money with the same niggas Had to spare some bands off some new clothes I can't f with any old bitches I just catch flight and find some new hoes I go hard till we all winning I just hit the trap, I'm in the new zone Hit this loud I'm in Pluto Gotta keep it on me when I do road I roll my weed and prevail The shit go deeper than a well I hit the trap and do it well Baby, keep a couple bricks up on the cell I miss my niggas in the cell I pray their winning, they appeal I can't wait until they free my right hand We gone get this shit for real (Let's go) Like ten years in the fell You know my life is like a film And everyday I live a movie baby It'd be hard to tell you when it's real (You know) See I don' trip, I spill (Yeah) I take your chick as well (Let's go) I buy her new Chanel (Yeah) But she don't kiss and tell (Nah) Broke men like broke b*tches Broke bitches like rich men And I had to deal with two b*tches I didn't know they were serious still Now I have to open a account every time M Huncho's in Zurich Tax back when I'm burning Munich Yeah, just for six pounds of cookies Naa, I ain't been a rookie (Never been rookie) When I came as rookie, I got me a cheque like a swimmer I look in the pot, it's still simmers I ran out of pages of gimmicks, yeah This weed therapeutic, yeah Sat with my J-ro, my blueprint, yeah This shit is exclusive, yeah This is the new print bitch I see right through you bitch, yeah Bitches transition bitch Everything I do is crucial bitch Ain't got no time for no nuisance bitch, yeah Huncho [?] like Fincham booming bitch I really about it [?] bitch, yeah Still on this period I roll my weed and I prevail The shit go deeper than a well I hit the trap and do it well Baby, keep a couple bricks up on the cell I miss my niggas in the cell I pray their winning, they appeal I can't wait until they free my right hand We gone get this shit for real (Let's go) Like ten years in the fell You know my life is like a film And everyday I live a movie baby It'd be hard to tell you when it's real (You know) See I don' trip, I spill I take your chick as well (Let's go) I buy her new Chanel (Let's go) But she don't kiss and tell
Writer(s): Nathan Adams, Sarbjoat Singh Sandhu, Mohammed Hassan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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