Coming out of momma house
Betta close the door
Young niggas posted swole
Blowing on a optimo
Got a lot of no's
Can never be a yes man
Even when I'm hyping up my bro for ya best friend
Rubber burning turning corners beating like domestic
Marshall creeping looking for my brother like he Wesley
Thought my nigga folded that turned out I be his best hand
Now my nigga hanging from the top he the best man
Don't count me out just count me in and count away
I Gots to bounce back 5 2 4 3
We Bout to get a ring and we ain't have to make a trade
My brother let me tote the pistol now we on the way
Momma please forgive us you ain't raise us this way
Good at playing football but he know that crime pays
Jury winking at my momma stopped the stressing quickly
Stood and hit my Dougie when they hollered not guilty
1st things first I ain't gone play witcha
Riding round the city with some made niggas
A Couple hustlers a couple grave diggers
I Pray the waves hit you for the grave Getcha
Told baby niggas shady so don't go for nothing
They gone take away ya joy and swear you owe em something
Found my peace within a women she my god body
She say everytime I leave she know that God got me
She pray for me
Clap twice trunk crack bitch I'm from the souf
Bun been told you you don't know nothing bout
Swang left before I swang right switching routes
In and out of lanes for every time you stole a style
Of ours.
Tell em what the won show the prize
Was shitting on the south we took that shit and fertilized
We wide
The choir didn't sing cause u arrived.
You died
We opened up ya chest and found a lie
All that love you said you had
Turned out to be envy
It lightened up like Charlamagne
Shit you thought we was winning
Throwing shade cause you with nuts like you an ancient Egyptian
Didn't know that nut's a bitch so once we shu you you finished
Aye
Don't count me out just count me in and count away
I
Gots to bounce back 5243
Bro said not to write him
Kinda better when it's silent
Send some money for some items
And continue to get paid
1st things first I ain't gone play witcha
Riding round the city with some made niggas
A Couple hustlers a couple grave diggers
I Pray the waves hit you for the grave Getcha
Told baby niggas shady so don't go for nothing
They gone take away ya joy and swear you owe em something
Found my peace within a women she my god body
She say everytime I leave she know that God got me
She pray for me
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Coming out of momma house
Betta close the door
Young niggas posted swole
Blowing on a optimo
Got a lot of no's
Can never be a yes man
Even when I'm hyping up my bro for ya best friend
Rubber burning turning corners beating like domestic
Marshall creeping looking for my brother like he Wesley
Thought my nigga folded that turned out I be his best hand
Now my nigga hanging from the top he the best man
Don't count me out just count me in and count away
I Gots to bounce back 5 2 4 3
We Bout to get a ring and we ain't have to make a trade
My brother let me tote the pistol now we on the way
Momma please forgive us you ain't raise us this way
Good at playing football but he know that crime pays
Jury winking at my momma stopped the stressing quickly
Stood and hit my Dougie when they hollered not guilty
1st things first I ain't gone play witcha
Riding round the city with some made niggas
A Couple hustlers a couple grave diggers
I Pray the waves hit you for the grave Getcha
Told baby niggas shady so don't go for nothing
They gone take away ya joy and swear you owe em something
Found my peace within a women she my god body
She say everytime I leave she know that God got me
She pray for me
Clap twice trunk crack bitch I'm from the souf
Bun been told you you don't know nothing bout
Swang left before I swang right switching routes
In and out of lanes for every time you stole a style
Of ours.
Tell em what the won show the prize
Was shitting on the south we took that shit and fertilized
We wide
The choir didn't sing cause u arrived.
You died
We opened up ya chest and found a lie
All that love you said you had
Turned out to be envy
It lightened up like Charlamagne
Shit you thought we was winning
Throwing shade cause you with nuts like you an ancient Egyptian
Didn't know that nut's a bitch so once we shu you you finished
Aye
Don't count me out just count me in and count away
I
Gots to bounce back 5243
Bro said not to write him
Kinda better when it's silent
Send some money for some items
And continue to get paid
1st things first I ain't gone play witcha
Riding round the city with some made niggas
A Couple hustlers a couple grave diggers
I Pray the waves hit you for the grave Getcha
Told baby niggas shady so don't go for nothing
They gone take away ya joy and swear you owe em something
Found my peace within a women she my god body
She say everytime I leave she know that God got me
She pray for me
Betta close the door
Young niggas posted swole
Blowing on a optimo
Got a lot of no's
Can never be a yes man
Even when I'm hyping up my bro for ya best friend
Rubber burning turning corners beating like domestic
Marshall creeping looking for my brother like he Wesley
Thought my nigga folded that turned out I be his best hand
Now my nigga hanging from the top he the best man
Don't count me out just count me in and count away
I Gots to bounce back 5 2 4 3
We Bout to get a ring and we ain't have to make a trade
My brother let me tote the pistol now we on the way
Momma please forgive us you ain't raise us this way
Good at playing football but he know that crime pays
Jury winking at my momma stopped the stressing quickly
Stood and hit my Dougie when they hollered not guilty
1st things first I ain't gone play witcha
Riding round the city with some made niggas
A Couple hustlers a couple grave diggers
I Pray the waves hit you for the grave Getcha
Told baby niggas shady so don't go for nothing
They gone take away ya joy and swear you owe em something
Found my peace within a women she my god body
She say everytime I leave she know that God got me
She pray for me
Clap twice trunk crack bitch I'm from the souf
Bun been told you you don't know nothing bout
Swang left before I swang right switching routes
In and out of lanes for every time you stole a style
Of ours.
Tell em what the won show the prize
Was shitting on the south we took that shit and fertilized
We wide
The choir didn't sing cause u arrived.
You died
We opened up ya chest and found a lie
All that love you said you had
Turned out to be envy
It lightened up like Charlamagne
Shit you thought we was winning
Throwing shade cause you with nuts like you an ancient Egyptian
Didn't know that nut's a bitch so once we shu you you finished
Aye
Don't count me out just count me in and count away
I
Gots to bounce back 5243
Bro said not to write him
Kinda better when it's silent
Send some money for some items
And continue to get paid
1st things first I ain't gone play witcha
Riding round the city with some made niggas
A Couple hustlers a couple grave diggers
I Pray the waves hit you for the grave Getcha
Told baby niggas shady so don't go for nothing
They gone take away ya joy and swear you owe em something
Found my peace within a women she my god body
She say everytime I leave she know that God got me
She pray for me
Writer: Kevin Arradondo
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid