(Verse 1)
I was thinking bout the landscape
The feds gone?
Alright, bet
Cause i was thinking bout the damn pape
These is maison's
Thats a 50 on the damn lace
He ain't from the 7
Lil bro ain't got no scam traits
Nigga play with me
He gon dread it, now he hatiain
I ain't a bad guy
Just been in bad situations
Credit good with the plug
Ain't never miss a payment
His tee was too plain
Bust it down, had to paint it
Don't be in the coupe
In my ear still complaining
Think he balling
Lil bro finna have a danny granger
I treat her out to lunch
I heard you treat her like a stranger
But you be trippin on her pagе
To be frank, i dont blame her
(vеrse 2)
Just lost my bousin last week
This shit is baffling
Hooked on the cup for the pain
I feel it grappling
Calling G for the ticket
Police thinking we raffling
Yall quick to blow a band
I be in the brib stacking it
Fat woods, ain't no matching it
Money in the mattresses
Put the work on the floor
I promise its gon backwards flip
Back to back goose
Its a bill these ain't cheap
I ain't copped in 7 days
Like yo crud, this shit week
She got me fucked up
Used my cup like a cleat
Tryna spike it
23's in my clip
Fuck a Jordan, ima Mike it
I ain't never did you wrong
Fuck i look like a kid?
Caught you fucking with that lame
I swear these females do me trifling
You make time, for the things that you want
If you really want to see me
You wouldn't talk, you would come
I stopped fucking with these hoes
My girl stopped fucking with that bum
2 seths in the mag that bitch go
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Dumping
Last night, i found out that my aunty was a junkie
Treated the porch like Mekhi, i scraped my knees when i jumped it
Got a cut in the cut
I can feel the blood pumping
I mean got a gun in the cut
And i think bro bought the pump in
(verse 3)
Free my nigga Ronnie
Until he free its fuck the system
We was always together
Like my pocket and a pistol
You claiming she the one
You closed your eyes and then you kissed her
Boy yall all dumb, and i ain't talking Ronnie sister (autumn)
AR-556
And i carry a richard Nixon
You ain't never seen a bow
Lil boy you better listen
Im like shaq at the line, everytime i get a brick in
You like shaq at the line, when you shoot niggas missing
Laces out my shoes, nah for real niggas tripping
Told 6ix i need an hour, blew a wood its on the floor
Crashed 6 cars can't you tell that im on go
Neiman Marcus shopping, you can't even find the store
Your hoe is a hoe
She keep on knocking at the door
Stupid lil bitch
I was thinking bout the landscape
The feds gone?
Alright, bet
Cause i was thinking bout the damn pape
These is maison's
Thats a 50 on the damn lace
He ain't from the 7
Lil bro ain't got no scam traits
Nigga play with me
He gon dread it, now he hatiain
I ain't a bad guy
Just been in bad situations
Credit good with the plug
Ain't never miss a payment
His tee was too plain
Bust it down, had to paint it
Don't be in the coupe
In my ear still complaining
Think he balling
Lil bro finna have a danny granger
I treat her out to lunch
I heard you treat her like a stranger
But you be trippin on her pagе
To be frank, i dont blame her
(vеrse 2)
Just lost my bousin last week
This shit is baffling
Hooked on the cup for the pain
I feel it grappling
Calling G for the ticket
Police thinking we raffling
Yall quick to blow a band
I be in the brib stacking it
Fat woods, ain't no matching it
Money in the mattresses
Put the work on the floor
I promise its gon backwards flip
Back to back goose
Its a bill these ain't cheap
I ain't copped in 7 days
Like yo crud, this shit week
She got me fucked up
Used my cup like a cleat
Tryna spike it
23's in my clip
Fuck a Jordan, ima Mike it
I ain't never did you wrong
Fuck i look like a kid?
Caught you fucking with that lame
I swear these females do me trifling
You make time, for the things that you want
If you really want to see me
You wouldn't talk, you would come
I stopped fucking with these hoes
My girl stopped fucking with that bum
2 seths in the mag that bitch go
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Dumping
Last night, i found out that my aunty was a junkie
Treated the porch like Mekhi, i scraped my knees when i jumped it
Got a cut in the cut
I can feel the blood pumping
I mean got a gun in the cut
And i think bro bought the pump in
(verse 3)
Free my nigga Ronnie
Until he free its fuck the system
We was always together
Like my pocket and a pistol
You claiming she the one
You closed your eyes and then you kissed her
Boy yall all dumb, and i ain't talking Ronnie sister (autumn)
AR-556
And i carry a richard Nixon
You ain't never seen a bow
Lil boy you better listen
Im like shaq at the line, everytime i get a brick in
You like shaq at the line, when you shoot niggas missing
Laces out my shoes, nah for real niggas tripping
Told 6ix i need an hour, blew a wood its on the floor
Crashed 6 cars can't you tell that im on go
Neiman Marcus shopping, you can't even find the store
Your hoe is a hoe
She keep on knocking at the door
Stupid lil bitch
( North Kay )
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