(What the f*ck Dell)
How you gon talk about me like you really know, when you really don't
You hang with the gang with the mob, but I feel much better when I'm all alone
It's too many cobras and too many snakes so no, I'm not putting my pipe down
One day they your homie and then they turn fake and I can not have that not right now
Don't act like my brother if you not my brother
'Cause then that's gone turn to some other shit
Yeah it's all fun and games 'til the strap come out
So if ya mouth open you should just shut the shit
N***a what would you do for the fame
What would you do for a name
Spending bread on some likes and some plays
Now ya neck turning green 'cause your chain
Yeah
N***a stop thinking you'll win, with God I ain't never gone lose
Aye only thing I see is green, only exception is blue
Aye Watch how I hit my dance, watch how I bust my move
Aye I want a mill f*ck a grand, n***a I'm finna get loose
Uh let's do it for real (Go, go)
Let's get lit, uh
Grab a lil weed a lil liq, you know I'm off of the shits
My gas it boof like an outhouse, if you not gang get the f*ck outta my house
Think I can figure it out now
I'm just tryna figure out how
How you gon talk about me like you really know, when you really don't
You hang with the gang with the mob, but I feel much better when I'm all alone
It's too many cobras and too many snakes so no, I'm not putting my pipe down
One day they your homie and then they turn fake and I can not have that not right now
How you gon talk about me like you really know, when you really don't
You hang with the gang with the mob, but I feel much better when I'm all alone
It's too many cobras and too many snakes so no, I'm not putting my pipe down
One day they your homie and then they turn fake and I can not have that not right now
(Go, go)
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(What the f*ck Dell)
How you gon talk about me like you really know, when you really don't
You hang with the gang with the mob, but I feel much better when I'm all alone
It's too many cobras and too many snakes so no, I'm not putting my pipe down
One day they your homie and then they turn fake and I can not have that not right now
Don't act like my brother if you not my brother
'Cause then that's gone turn to some other shit
Yeah it's all fun and games 'til the strap come out
So if ya mouth open you should just shut the shit
N***a what would you do for the fame
What would you do for a name
Spending bread on some likes and some plays
Now ya neck turning green 'cause your chain
Yeah
N***a stop thinking you'll win, with God I ain't never gone lose
Aye only thing I see is green, only exception is blue
Aye Watch how I hit my dance, watch how I bust my move
Aye I want a mill f*ck a grand, n***a I'm finna get loose
Uh let's do it for real (Go, go)
Let's get lit, uh
Grab a lil weed a lil liq, you know I'm off of the shits
My gas it boof like an outhouse, if you not gang get the f*ck outta my house
Think I can figure it out now
I'm just tryna figure out how
How you gon talk about me like you really know, when you really don't
You hang with the gang with the mob, but I feel much better when I'm all alone
It's too many cobras and too many snakes so no, I'm not putting my pipe down
One day they your homie and then they turn fake and I can not have that not right now
How you gon talk about me like you really know, when you really don't
You hang with the gang with the mob, but I feel much better when I'm all alone
It's too many cobras and too many snakes so no, I'm not putting my pipe down
One day they your homie and then they turn fake and I can not have that not right now
(Go, go)
How you gon talk about me like you really know, when you really don't
You hang with the gang with the mob, but I feel much better when I'm all alone
It's too many cobras and too many snakes so no, I'm not putting my pipe down
One day they your homie and then they turn fake and I can not have that not right now
Don't act like my brother if you not my brother
'Cause then that's gone turn to some other shit
Yeah it's all fun and games 'til the strap come out
So if ya mouth open you should just shut the shit
N***a what would you do for the fame
What would you do for a name
Spending bread on some likes and some plays
Now ya neck turning green 'cause your chain
Yeah
N***a stop thinking you'll win, with God I ain't never gone lose
Aye only thing I see is green, only exception is blue
Aye Watch how I hit my dance, watch how I bust my move
Aye I want a mill f*ck a grand, n***a I'm finna get loose
Uh let's do it for real (Go, go)
Let's get lit, uh
Grab a lil weed a lil liq, you know I'm off of the shits
My gas it boof like an outhouse, if you not gang get the f*ck outta my house
Think I can figure it out now
I'm just tryna figure out how
How you gon talk about me like you really know, when you really don't
You hang with the gang with the mob, but I feel much better when I'm all alone
It's too many cobras and too many snakes so no, I'm not putting my pipe down
One day they your homie and then they turn fake and I can not have that not right now
How you gon talk about me like you really know, when you really don't
You hang with the gang with the mob, but I feel much better when I'm all alone
It's too many cobras and too many snakes so no, I'm not putting my pipe down
One day they your homie and then they turn fake and I can not have that not right now
(Go, go)
Writer: Antoine Smith
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid