GSG Cashh - 7 Sins Lyrics

Flamed up since I came up
Bad bitches steady giving brain up
If you talk down you get changed up
Call the gang up, we get flamed up

Niggas be talking bout money but really aint working, them niggas be lying
She know them bands in my pocket and she wanna f*ck but I gotta grind

(No Time)
For the pitty
You know that we litty, I hop out the coupe
And skrt off in yo city
Nigga dont run up
This 30 hold 50
Matter fact, dont run, my niggas gon get him
(Like That)
I be in the booth
Where we at, in the trap, blowing pack
Out the wood and the gas pack fat
Bitch we count racks everywhere that we at
So I gotta get bread & I gotta get it fast
Swervin thru' lanes in the whip, might crash
Off dope, don't choke, backwood to ya neck
Nigga don't talk, you foul, that's tech
On God, on me
Ima tell it how it is
I was wit gang tryna better how I live
Tryna come up, put fam in a crib
Bad ass jit, same shit, what it is, on that
That's it

Flamed up since I came up
Bad bitches steady giving brain up
If you talk down you get changed up
Call the gang up, we get flamed up

Niggas be talking bout money but really aint working, them niggas be lying
She know them bands in my pocket and she wanna f*ck but I gotta grind

Flamed up since I came up
Bad bitches steady giving brain up
If you talk down you get changed up
Call the gang up, we get flamed up

Niggas be talking bout money but really aint working, them niggas be lying
She know them bands in my pocket and she wanna f*ck but I gotta grind