Yea
Yea yea
Yea
Yea yea
Yea
Yea yea
Let's go
If that lil bitch gone fuck hit the whole team
I just iced out a face on a rollie
If she going i pass her to brody (yeah)
I don't like a crowd, i be lonely
These niggas just fans, they don't know me
If you say, that you loyal then show me (yeah)
Getting me a bag, what i'm worried bout
He not with the action just run his mouth
I send my niggas to see what he on (grahhh)
He know what it is we can't talk it out
Yea
Yea yea
Yеa
Yea yea
Yea
Yеa yea
I just came up and they got mad (mad)
Niggas be haters they be in last (last)
I keep a stick i ain't going out sad (sad)
My momma told me to run up a bag (bag)
She blowing my phone and i tell her relax
Don't got too much time to go run up the racks (racks)
Cherry red coupe' and this little bitch fast
Told her best friend that i don't want her back ( uh uh oh)
I'm worried bout' money i don't wanna text
I don't wanna fuck' i'm just here for the neck
I'm not for the talking just want me a check (yea, yea, yea yea)
Told bro hit his head' we ain't aiming at vest
I make niggas mad' know i make them upset
I'm at the crib now wondering like what's next
Let's go
If that lil bitch gone fuck hit the whole team
I just iced out a face on a rollie
If she going i pass her to brody (yeah)
I don't like a crowd, i be lonely
These niggas just fans, they don't know me
If you say, that you loyal then show me (yeah)
Getting me a bag, what i'm worried bout
He not with the action just run his mouth
I send my niggas to see what he on (grahhh)
He know what it is we can't talk it out
Yea
Yea yea
Yea
Yea yea
Yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea
Yea yea
Yea
Yea yea
Let's go
If that lil bitch gone fuck hit the whole team
I just iced out a face on a rollie
If she going i pass her to brody (yeah)
I don't like a crowd, i be lonely
These niggas just fans, they don't know me
If you say, that you loyal then show me (yeah)
Getting me a bag, what i'm worried bout
He not with the action just run his mouth
I send my niggas to see what he on (grahhh)
He know what it is we can't talk it out
Yea
Yea yea
Yеa
Yea yea
Yea
Yеa yea
I just came up and they got mad (mad)
Niggas be haters they be in last (last)
I keep a stick i ain't going out sad (sad)
My momma told me to run up a bag (bag)
She blowing my phone and i tell her relax
Don't got too much time to go run up the racks (racks)
Cherry red coupe' and this little bitch fast
Told her best friend that i don't want her back ( uh uh oh)
I'm worried bout' money i don't wanna text
I don't wanna fuck' i'm just here for the neck
I'm not for the talking just want me a check (yea, yea, yea yea)
Told bro hit his head' we ain't aiming at vest
I make niggas mad' know i make them upset
I'm at the crib now wondering like what's next
Let's go
If that lil bitch gone fuck hit the whole team
I just iced out a face on a rollie
If she going i pass her to brody (yeah)
I don't like a crowd, i be lonely
These niggas just fans, they don't know me
If you say, that you loyal then show me (yeah)
Getting me a bag, what i'm worried bout
He not with the action just run his mouth
I send my niggas to see what he on (grahhh)
He know what it is we can't talk it out
Yea
Yea yea
Yea
Yea yea
Yea
Yea yea
( Oneangelus )
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