歌词

Had to go and hustle, ain't shit changed Just some young niggas doin' big things That bitch ain't gon' ride, she gon' switch lanes Nigga i was feelin' like Kawhi, I got 6ix rings on They like, "who that in the ride wit the big chains on?" Touchin' money way before i dropped a mixtape Blue hunnids, gettin' money is my instinct Charged up, my diamonds dancin' like they N-Sync I can't be arguing with no names Tryna bring a young nigga back to his old ways All my old hoes sayin' they miss the "old Jay" Hit her from the back, let me swipe like a? Hood fave i can never fold, it ain't no way Mr. Baker man got some dough and some mo cake You got in a jam, and you told you don't hold weight She don't really talk she just blow gimmie whole face And my shooter slide with the pole leaving no trace Niggas on the side talking down but it's okay I can't go inside gotta make another 10 plays I stay on my grind now i keep my momma rent payed My shortie gone ride give a fuck bout what her friends say She gone hold the 9 Sign't up its not a essay You niggas decline i make moved just like a chess play Money on my mind i just took off on a jet way Had to go and hustle, ain't shit changed Just some young niggas doin' big things That bitch ain't gon' ride, she gon' switch lanes Nigga i was feelin' like Kawhi, I got 6ix rings on They like, "who that in the ride wit the big chains on?" Touchin' money way before i dropped a mixtape Blue hunnids, gettin money is my instinct Charged up, my diamonds dancin' like they N-Sync
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Laron Wages, Laron Terrence Wages Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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