Yeah
Jump out gang shit, nigga, man
Y'all niggas know what the f*ck goin' on
All that dissin', nigga
Yeah, ight
Ridin' round at 5 a.m
Pussy call that spinnin' shit
I'ma pop out broad day, slime tryna go fish
Yeah, I been M.I.A, I been gettin' blue benji's
Nigga block me on the gram, pussy, why you still dissin'
Yeah, I'm slime big snake Nigga call me King Slither
You got hit like 50 cent and you still don't get the picture
Same nigga that be dissin', pulled up on him, had him flinchin Man these niggas straight bitches (oh you remember)
Straight hoes
They know I'm gon' push up soon as I get a lo
Yeah, nigga, do a performance
Pull up, stop the show
I got 30k all blues it look like none though
I been gettin' picky lately Only want hundos
But I take some pink 50s
You need some racks to beef with me
It's like I'm stuck with my glizzy
I send the bag if she pretty
Louie belt just to flex
5 year run I'ma vet
Hop out, tappin his neck
No BapBap
Long live YPC, I put a button all on my Glee
Police came he got to singin Nigga this ain't Glee
Bout to put diamonds in my mouth, when I smile, it bling
I could do shit on my own I don't need no team
I get them bands by myself
Chain smokin', man, I swear that this shit bad for my health
I pop out all black Catch another hat by myself
I ain't never cry about shit I just play the cards I'm dealt
Yeah, nigga, run off on the plug
Yeah, I did that
Hit a nigga with a slug
Yeah, I did that
Boy, you jump off in this water, can't get your friends back
Bitch, I spinned first, I'm just waitin' on niggas to spin back
Bully - Go Fish Lyrics
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Yeah
Jump out gang shit, nigga, man
Y'all niggas know what the f*ck goin' on
All that dissin', nigga
Yeah, ight
Ridin' round at 5 a.m
Pussy call that spinnin' shit
I'ma pop out broad day, slime tryna go fish
Yeah, I been M.I.A, I been gettin' blue benji's
Nigga block me on the gram, pussy, why you still dissin'
Yeah, I'm slime big snake Nigga call me King Slither
You got hit like 50 cent and you still don't get the picture
Same nigga that be dissin', pulled up on him, had him flinchin Man these niggas straight bitches (oh you remember)
Straight hoes
They know I'm gon' push up soon as I get a lo
Yeah, nigga, do a performance
Pull up, stop the show
I got 30k all blues it look like none though
I been gettin' picky lately Only want hundos
But I take some pink 50s
You need some racks to beef with me
It's like I'm stuck with my glizzy
I send the bag if she pretty
Louie belt just to flex
5 year run I'ma vet
Hop out, tappin his neck
No BapBap
Long live YPC, I put a button all on my Glee
Police came he got to singin Nigga this ain't Glee
Bout to put diamonds in my mouth, when I smile, it bling
I could do shit on my own I don't need no team
I get them bands by myself
Chain smokin', man, I swear that this shit bad for my health
I pop out all black Catch another hat by myself
I ain't never cry about shit I just play the cards I'm dealt
Yeah, nigga, run off on the plug
Yeah, I did that
Hit a nigga with a slug
Yeah, I did that
Boy, you jump off in this water, can't get your friends back
Bitch, I spinned first, I'm just waitin' on niggas to spin back
Jump out gang shit, nigga, man
Y'all niggas know what the f*ck goin' on
All that dissin', nigga
Yeah, ight
Ridin' round at 5 a.m
Pussy call that spinnin' shit
I'ma pop out broad day, slime tryna go fish
Yeah, I been M.I.A, I been gettin' blue benji's
Nigga block me on the gram, pussy, why you still dissin'
Yeah, I'm slime big snake Nigga call me King Slither
You got hit like 50 cent and you still don't get the picture
Same nigga that be dissin', pulled up on him, had him flinchin Man these niggas straight bitches (oh you remember)
Straight hoes
They know I'm gon' push up soon as I get a lo
Yeah, nigga, do a performance
Pull up, stop the show
I got 30k all blues it look like none though
I been gettin' picky lately Only want hundos
But I take some pink 50s
You need some racks to beef with me
It's like I'm stuck with my glizzy
I send the bag if she pretty
Louie belt just to flex
5 year run I'ma vet
Hop out, tappin his neck
No BapBap
Long live YPC, I put a button all on my Glee
Police came he got to singin Nigga this ain't Glee
Bout to put diamonds in my mouth, when I smile, it bling
I could do shit on my own I don't need no team
I get them bands by myself
Chain smokin', man, I swear that this shit bad for my health
I pop out all black Catch another hat by myself
I ain't never cry about shit I just play the cards I'm dealt
Yeah, nigga, run off on the plug
Yeah, I did that
Hit a nigga with a slug
Yeah, I did that
Boy, you jump off in this water, can't get your friends back
Bitch, I spinned first, I'm just waitin' on niggas to spin back
Writer: Bully .
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