歌词
Wake up and get all that pape, the opps will shoot at all they face
Then I bring up all that old shit, know that's all they say
Nicks on me and B and they all hood, I'm always on the tray
Know we got them switches, I told lil bruh spray
Got like 8 months left, be sellin' that bitch with a shank
All I keep thinkin' bout is bills, cause all the opps they keep gettin' spanked
Them on money, I just keep gettin' hate, my shorty's turnt up, you know
Bug and Archie, they just keep gettin' paid
And I keep sendin' plans, fuck a bitch and then my feelings change
Lost a lot of homies, fell off, then got back, I'm still the same
You know **** lame, used to hang with them ****, I'm still ashamed
My brother good, but that boy brother got put on the chain
That boy got turned to a stain, everywhere I go, that what up chump on turnt, they know my name
Like watch out for yo bitch, I blew a kiss, she damn near came
No chick can get my last, bitch, that's my brother, know that's game
**** sick, they just can't hang, bitch, I'm havin' motions
Them chickens stiff, I switch up plagues
I'm tripped up in his foot, cause his ass ain't got no more veins
That money got me hooked, lil' how I look, I get mad
Fuck big chump, all yo bitch crave
Know last year I got shot, but it wasn't shit, man, I want fame
I know **** that got grain
Most these **** snitch for free, but I know **** that got pain
Bitch, I grew up in the corridor, ****, I was 13, dodgin' rags
Come twerk on, they blockin', lil' **** done, they dodgin' cash
****, I walk up, ain't no Jackson come, that's how I spend my day
For chump, you know them hoes play dumb, they gon' do what I say
Uh, don't need, ain't that bitch just spray
Later that boy chop and tweak, thought they talkin' bout a COK
Uh, don't need, ain't that bitch just spray
Don't need, ain't that bitch just spray
Don't need, ain't that bitch just
Hop on some other shit, you know me and Driz
Can't be bullshit like that's my brother, bitch
You know you gotta turn up, run the racks up like, bro, fuck a bitch
And you know I tell all my hoes I love em, but don't trust a bitch, can't love a bitch
Get shot while I'm thinkin' bout my lil' other bitch
You know I fuck bad shit, I be with them hoes in public, lit
I might not play, but still get free racks from the government
I wake up, all my hoes be sendin' me tit pics, know I love that shit
I love my blink, that new Glock 2.3, that bitch nice, that bitch straight
Don't come try play if you won't live your life, these hoes tripe
You fall off, they gon' go get fucked tonight
I ride around the city, tinted up, but I still ride with pipe
Gotta deal with so much hate, yeah, that boy chop, oh, they don't like
But you not chopped, don't get no fucks, roll that wood up with that paint
We put Benz on all the poles like I can't see, bro, where the lights
I pull Drake up in that Faygo shit, no, I don't want no spikes
She get right, you know everybody gon' turn when this shit get tight
I know every time I take lessons, I get right back that shit light
When I get dressed, I wear expensive shit, I don't be shoppin' at Snipes
Bitch, I ain't never seen no real pep till Big Chop came in her life
I'm from up here, gon' take a flight, I can't never have no wife
I can't never not have that Glock, no, them boys gon' take my life
Bitch, I'm back, it's on the floor, I might drop this shit tonight
That lil' bro hop off just spank, don't he act like, fuck your size
Written by: Mickele Lamond Ingram


