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How the hell that nigga leave the treasure? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? Niggas tryna say they ain't little, shut up Ye' ain't having stones in your bezels, no way Run his ass up like a sweater Have a nigga leaving on a schedule Pussy nigga know ain't no limit If you tryna get it gotta spend it Ysl counting plenty digits Migos graduated from the midgets How the hell that nigga leave the treasure? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? I'm a rolling stone, nigga, never going home till the ball gone How the hell that nigga leave the treasure when the treasure bring the bezels and the bezels worth a foreign home? Who the hell are you? You gonna play with any nigga in my brew and I'mma shoot until his arm gone Thugga, thugga living that life like Pimp C, got a fucking 4 poured up in this styrofoam Lean, lean, lean, lean, thug a fiend Young nigga running around with thousands in his jeans Racks in a rental, bricks I'll just defend 'em Heading down the road getting trapped by them killers Nigga getting real serve him gateway Nigga give no wraps up, yay yay Holla at them last like feng shui Thugger taking off for the runway I ain't Rick Ross but I love gunplay You can cut it off but I pull up anyway When I feed her face told me hit him in the face Boss said clearing out the whole little place Make a pussy nigga turn Christian like Ma$e Gold bottles, Ace of Spades, looking like a vase I ain't talking dozens but I'm gonna beat the case I ain't talking shoes but my blunts are laced, you dig me? Niggas tryna say they ain't little, shut up Ye' ain't having stones in your bezels, no way Run his ass up like a sweater Have a nigga leaving on a schedule Pussy nigga know ain't no limit If you tryna get it gotta spend it Ysl counting plenty digits Migos graduated from the midgets How the hell that nigga leave the treasure? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? Rifle come from Cuba All of me tote dem my shooters Clip longer than a ruler Extend up on the ruger Aim for your blood clot medulla Shoot you out of your Puma Chicken I know you a rooster Molly I'mma take for the booster Tech nine come with the cooler Ice sticks like a jeweler Put, put, put on a puta Bite him like barracuda Always home to the mula Smoke you like you a hookah Blow you away bazooka Big dick dip like a scuba Teaching these niggas like tutors Tell them no rumor Hooping these niggas like hulas ...Bullet Ride by scooter I never leave the treasure under scuba Niggas tryna say they ain't little, shut up Ye' ain't having stones in your bezels, no way Run his ass up like a sweater Have a nigga leaving on a schedule Pussy nigga know ain't no limit If you tryna get it gotta spend it Ysl counting plenty digits Migos graduated from the midgets How the hell that nigga leave the treasure? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? Explanations Meanings Share Email
Writer(s): Devante Wilkes, Jeffery Williams, Zuse Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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