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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cedrequeze Mccaa
Songwriter
Lyrics
Probably tell, I gotta watch the way I move these niggas probably tell
Yeah
Know I keep my pole its gettin' hot as hell
Bags for the low, we got exotic bales
Yeah
Say you want some more, I'm like, you might as well
Yeah
Told em I make music, they like, buss a rhyme
Nah, I ain't listenin' to no music, hear no busta rhyme
Gang them bussin' down them P's and they gon' serve the town
Yeah
That mean I serve you, Yeah
Know it hurt my feelings when I hurt you, Yeah
Say you fightin' demons I chew percs too
He don't know his alphabet he eat PBJ
J Lee about violence, he just wanna see more K's
Bitch say she finna leave, let me go get my rake
It wasn't pose to be this way
I can't turn my back, make sure my brudda straight
Old hunnids, they suffocatin'
New money seen better days
I'm clutchin' my glock, bustin' my fire, I won't hesitate
Why he smell like kerosene? He just tryna stay warm
I know niggas that'll give up they legs just to stay armed
Can't lie, I be gettin' full of them meds just to stay calm
Alabama about that crashin' they think my state farm
No insurance, they gone still slide and hit a nigga block
Was spendin' so much time at the bottom, know I'ma see the top
Just servin', ain't even thought bout no time
We just know we need a clock
They lurkin', gotta watch who you servin', man, that might be the cops
Pssh, pssh, pssh, that's that sound out that A.R
I'ma slang this bitch and break my shoulder like a guitar
Appreciate the ones who know they purpose and play they part
Clown-ass nigga, join the circus, you wan' goof off
He can drag like RuPaul, these charmin niggas too soft
I be in the trenches I'm with Ken, he got the roof off
Thats my dawg and I don't fuck with niggas cause they too flaw
Kick big shit like football, can't put em' down, they too lost
Put you down, no, we can't be pushed around
Tote fully auto guns bih we got Russian rounds
They know me and Freezy run the fuckin' town
Come here, thotianna, let me bust you down
He ain't spendin' money, get the fuck from roun'
Probably tell, I gotta watch the way I move these niggas probably tell
Yeah
Know I keep my pole its gettin' hot as hell
Bags for the low, we got exotic bales
Yeah
Say you want some more, I'm like, you might as well
Yeah
Told em I make music, they like, buss a rhyme
Nah, I ain't listenin' to no music, hear no busta rhyme
Gang them bussin' down them P's and they gon' serve the town
Yeah
Writer(s): Cedrequeze Mccaa
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