Yeah, G-Lokk, MF 20, bitch,
Ayy
Said I be poppin' hella beans when you see me, bitch, I'm rollin', uh
Coolin' in the Hyatt smokin' tree, you see the ocean, bitch
I'm movin' like a turtle, sippin drink havin' motion, uh
Passed the Glee off to my bro, he ain't know that I was totin', but
Yeah, I'm runnin' up these bands, drop a ticket on my T
Comin' through and checkered off-white my drip on referee
I keep a Cuban in my mouth and keep another on her knees
I'ma pastor make her use her hands and do just as I please
All these niggas really cap
Bitch all these niggas make believe
And I shoot it and I swear that I won't never ever freeze
I got hella Virgil gear, I do not rock Amiri jeans
I still be trappin', niggas know, I be servin' all the fiends
I f*ck a bitch and leave her dickmatized, she feel it in her dreams
She keep ringin' on my line, I leave her messages on seen
I'm too busy tryin' to go and get this Draco with the beam
Count the money, watch it stack, and then I split it with my team
Bitch, I ain't never been no switch and I ain't never ever flaw
Stack a 20, 50, 100 just to spend it on my jaw
I be rollin' up exotic, I don't care if you the law
In New York, I'm catchin face, I'm her throat just like a halls
If he started up the issue and you died then he the cause
Spend a thousand for this glick, you think I'm finna do a brawl?
You think I'm finna do a brawl nigga?
Hell na
Ayy, but f*ck all of that talkin', bitch
I get my ruffle, runnin' through these chips Lil nigga
Dorito in my duffel, all these niggas, they in trouble
I get paid not once but double, uh
Watch me blow up in they face, I'm like the Dirty Bubble
I'm a demon smokin' truffle, I rap, lil' bitch don't mumble
And I could flex on all you niggas, but like Kendrick, I keep it humble
Bitch, and I'm too evil, I'm too slime
B.O.B., I'm on my mind, I got switches and 4 nicks
I pass that shit off to a dime
G2O, I'm in my prime, gangsta shit run through my spine
And I'm still gon' get my lick back, I'm just waitin' on my time
I'm on my grind, watch me shine, nigga
Ayy
On God, nigga, yeah
Nigga, that's a fact, nigga
You know how I rap, nigga
I don't no cap, nigga
Shoot a nigga, knock off his f*ckin' hat, nigga
Yeah
Velcro on me, keep the strap, nigga
Hold on
Yeah
Oh
Oh
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Yeah, G-Lokk, MF 20, bitch,
Ayy
Said I be poppin' hella beans when you see me, bitch, I'm rollin', uh
Coolin' in the Hyatt smokin' tree, you see the ocean, bitch
I'm movin' like a turtle, sippin drink havin' motion, uh
Passed the Glee off to my bro, he ain't know that I was totin', but
Yeah, I'm runnin' up these bands, drop a ticket on my T
Comin' through and checkered off-white my drip on referee
I keep a Cuban in my mouth and keep another on her knees
I'ma pastor make her use her hands and do just as I please
All these niggas really cap
Bitch all these niggas make believe
And I shoot it and I swear that I won't never ever freeze
I got hella Virgil gear, I do not rock Amiri jeans
I still be trappin', niggas know, I be servin' all the fiends
I f*ck a bitch and leave her dickmatized, she feel it in her dreams
She keep ringin' on my line, I leave her messages on seen
I'm too busy tryin' to go and get this Draco with the beam
Count the money, watch it stack, and then I split it with my team
Bitch, I ain't never been no switch and I ain't never ever flaw
Stack a 20, 50, 100 just to spend it on my jaw
I be rollin' up exotic, I don't care if you the law
In New York, I'm catchin face, I'm her throat just like a halls
If he started up the issue and you died then he the cause
Spend a thousand for this glick, you think I'm finna do a brawl?
You think I'm finna do a brawl nigga?
Hell na
Ayy, but f*ck all of that talkin', bitch
I get my ruffle, runnin' through these chips Lil nigga
Dorito in my duffel, all these niggas, they in trouble
I get paid not once but double, uh
Watch me blow up in they face, I'm like the Dirty Bubble
I'm a demon smokin' truffle, I rap, lil' bitch don't mumble
And I could flex on all you niggas, but like Kendrick, I keep it humble
Bitch, and I'm too evil, I'm too slime
B.O.B., I'm on my mind, I got switches and 4 nicks
I pass that shit off to a dime
G2O, I'm in my prime, gangsta shit run through my spine
And I'm still gon' get my lick back, I'm just waitin' on my time
I'm on my grind, watch me shine, nigga
Ayy
On God, nigga, yeah
Nigga, that's a fact, nigga
You know how I rap, nigga
I don't no cap, nigga
Shoot a nigga, knock off his f*ckin' hat, nigga
Yeah
Velcro on me, keep the strap, nigga
Hold on
Yeah
Oh
Oh
Ayy
Said I be poppin' hella beans when you see me, bitch, I'm rollin', uh
Coolin' in the Hyatt smokin' tree, you see the ocean, bitch
I'm movin' like a turtle, sippin drink havin' motion, uh
Passed the Glee off to my bro, he ain't know that I was totin', but
Yeah, I'm runnin' up these bands, drop a ticket on my T
Comin' through and checkered off-white my drip on referee
I keep a Cuban in my mouth and keep another on her knees
I'ma pastor make her use her hands and do just as I please
All these niggas really cap
Bitch all these niggas make believe
And I shoot it and I swear that I won't never ever freeze
I got hella Virgil gear, I do not rock Amiri jeans
I still be trappin', niggas know, I be servin' all the fiends
I f*ck a bitch and leave her dickmatized, she feel it in her dreams
She keep ringin' on my line, I leave her messages on seen
I'm too busy tryin' to go and get this Draco with the beam
Count the money, watch it stack, and then I split it with my team
Bitch, I ain't never been no switch and I ain't never ever flaw
Stack a 20, 50, 100 just to spend it on my jaw
I be rollin' up exotic, I don't care if you the law
In New York, I'm catchin face, I'm her throat just like a halls
If he started up the issue and you died then he the cause
Spend a thousand for this glick, you think I'm finna do a brawl?
You think I'm finna do a brawl nigga?
Hell na
Ayy, but f*ck all of that talkin', bitch
I get my ruffle, runnin' through these chips Lil nigga
Dorito in my duffel, all these niggas, they in trouble
I get paid not once but double, uh
Watch me blow up in they face, I'm like the Dirty Bubble
I'm a demon smokin' truffle, I rap, lil' bitch don't mumble
And I could flex on all you niggas, but like Kendrick, I keep it humble
Bitch, and I'm too evil, I'm too slime
B.O.B., I'm on my mind, I got switches and 4 nicks
I pass that shit off to a dime
G2O, I'm in my prime, gangsta shit run through my spine
And I'm still gon' get my lick back, I'm just waitin' on my time
I'm on my grind, watch me shine, nigga
Ayy
On God, nigga, yeah
Nigga, that's a fact, nigga
You know how I rap, nigga
I don't no cap, nigga
Shoot a nigga, knock off his f*ckin' hat, nigga
Yeah
Velcro on me, keep the strap, nigga
Hold on
Yeah
Oh
Oh
Writer: ZeDrian Burrell
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