Said lil' bitch if you're mad, nigga go get a dollar
I'll put you on if you holla'
I'm trapping at school, boy hand over your wallet
I'm on y'all neck like a collar
That pussy boy mad that he broke and he starving
I been getting paid cuz' I been working harder
I cop me some pack then I start from the bottom
I flip me an eighth than it turn to a quarter
I'm up serving feinds when you're laying in bed
No room in my lungs, the smoke go to my head
Don't let me catch you all slumped off the meds
Cuz' yo' pockets get ran and you know what I said
No more talk, nigga just do it
But try it on me you get checked like I'm Nike
That nigga a bitch, so that nigga a dikey
I'm just getting bread, I don't care if you like me
Lil' bitch
Yeah I be cashing and swagging
Get me the pack then I bag it
I'm kicking with dogs like I'm Shaggy
You talk like a bitch you a faggot
Sold you some gas so quit nagging
Bitch I'ma put it on god
That I'ma real nigga i'll kill for my dawg
I'm smokin' the pressure in dutches not raws
N' i stay cutn up on gang like a saw
Word 'round town heard you trappin' n sellin'
To me that shit smell like some reggie
My gas it be sticky like jelly
I walk in the crib n it smellin'
High so it's like hot like i'm nelly
Hoe if you're mad come and shop
My gas it be stanking like socks
Want smoke from the blunt or the glock
Quick down the door we don't knock
Yo' tell me the time, bitch it's guap
Said lil' bitch if you're mad, nigga go get a dollar
I'll put you on if you holla'
I'm trapping at school, boy hand over your wallet
I'm on y'all neck like a collar
That pussy boy mad that he broke and he starving
I been getting paid cuz' I been working harder
I cop me some pack then I start from the bottom
I flip me an eighth than it turn to a quarter
Ganging
Boy we got sticks and they flaming
Ganging
This blunt loud as f*ck it be singing
Yeah I got loud and it banging
Bird ass boy, you a penguin
Look around, boy better bounce
His friend, he goofy, his bro Mickey Mouse
Taaa
Grab a blunt straight out the ounce
Taaa
You smoking on Oscar the grouch
Gas in my lungs and the strap in my pocket
Small lil' strap, big 40 a rocket
Boy dropped his wallet, I upped it and cocked it
The pack cost a fee but I tripled the profit
Try FOE, man that boy must be crazy
He flexing his belt on the gram it's fugazi
You mad cuz' you broke but it's cuz' your ass lazy
Sell you some slim now bro' calling me shady
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Said lil' bitch if you're mad, nigga go get a dollar
I'll put you on if you holla'
I'm trapping at school, boy hand over your wallet
I'm on y'all neck like a collar
That pussy boy mad that he broke and he starving
I been getting paid cuz' I been working harder
I cop me some pack then I start from the bottom
I flip me an eighth than it turn to a quarter
I'm up serving feinds when you're laying in bed
No room in my lungs, the smoke go to my head
Don't let me catch you all slumped off the meds
Cuz' yo' pockets get ran and you know what I said
No more talk, nigga just do it
But try it on me you get checked like I'm Nike
That nigga a bitch, so that nigga a dikey
I'm just getting bread, I don't care if you like me
Lil' bitch
Yeah I be cashing and swagging
Get me the pack then I bag it
I'm kicking with dogs like I'm Shaggy
You talk like a bitch you a faggot
Sold you some gas so quit nagging
Bitch I'ma put it on god
That I'ma real nigga i'll kill for my dawg
I'm smokin' the pressure in dutches not raws
N' i stay cutn up on gang like a saw
Word 'round town heard you trappin' n sellin'
To me that shit smell like some reggie
My gas it be sticky like jelly
I walk in the crib n it smellin'
High so it's like hot like i'm nelly
Hoe if you're mad come and shop
My gas it be stanking like socks
Want smoke from the blunt or the glock
Quick down the door we don't knock
Yo' tell me the time, bitch it's guap
Said lil' bitch if you're mad, nigga go get a dollar
I'll put you on if you holla'
I'm trapping at school, boy hand over your wallet
I'm on y'all neck like a collar
That pussy boy mad that he broke and he starving
I been getting paid cuz' I been working harder
I cop me some pack then I start from the bottom
I flip me an eighth than it turn to a quarter
Ganging
Boy we got sticks and they flaming
Ganging
This blunt loud as f*ck it be singing
Yeah I got loud and it banging
Bird ass boy, you a penguin
Look around, boy better bounce
His friend, he goofy, his bro Mickey Mouse
Taaa
Grab a blunt straight out the ounce
Taaa
You smoking on Oscar the grouch
Gas in my lungs and the strap in my pocket
Small lil' strap, big 40 a rocket
Boy dropped his wallet, I upped it and cocked it
The pack cost a fee but I tripled the profit
Try FOE, man that boy must be crazy
He flexing his belt on the gram it's fugazi
You mad cuz' you broke but it's cuz' your ass lazy
Sell you some slim now bro' calling me shady
I'll put you on if you holla'
I'm trapping at school, boy hand over your wallet
I'm on y'all neck like a collar
That pussy boy mad that he broke and he starving
I been getting paid cuz' I been working harder
I cop me some pack then I start from the bottom
I flip me an eighth than it turn to a quarter
I'm up serving feinds when you're laying in bed
No room in my lungs, the smoke go to my head
Don't let me catch you all slumped off the meds
Cuz' yo' pockets get ran and you know what I said
No more talk, nigga just do it
But try it on me you get checked like I'm Nike
That nigga a bitch, so that nigga a dikey
I'm just getting bread, I don't care if you like me
Lil' bitch
Yeah I be cashing and swagging
Get me the pack then I bag it
I'm kicking with dogs like I'm Shaggy
You talk like a bitch you a faggot
Sold you some gas so quit nagging
Bitch I'ma put it on god
That I'ma real nigga i'll kill for my dawg
I'm smokin' the pressure in dutches not raws
N' i stay cutn up on gang like a saw
Word 'round town heard you trappin' n sellin'
To me that shit smell like some reggie
My gas it be sticky like jelly
I walk in the crib n it smellin'
High so it's like hot like i'm nelly
Hoe if you're mad come and shop
My gas it be stanking like socks
Want smoke from the blunt or the glock
Quick down the door we don't knock
Yo' tell me the time, bitch it's guap
Said lil' bitch if you're mad, nigga go get a dollar
I'll put you on if you holla'
I'm trapping at school, boy hand over your wallet
I'm on y'all neck like a collar
That pussy boy mad that he broke and he starving
I been getting paid cuz' I been working harder
I cop me some pack then I start from the bottom
I flip me an eighth than it turn to a quarter
Ganging
Boy we got sticks and they flaming
Ganging
This blunt loud as f*ck it be singing
Yeah I got loud and it banging
Bird ass boy, you a penguin
Look around, boy better bounce
His friend, he goofy, his bro Mickey Mouse
Taaa
Grab a blunt straight out the ounce
Taaa
You smoking on Oscar the grouch
Gas in my lungs and the strap in my pocket
Small lil' strap, big 40 a rocket
Boy dropped his wallet, I upped it and cocked it
The pack cost a fee but I tripled the profit
Try FOE, man that boy must be crazy
He flexing his belt on the gram it's fugazi
You mad cuz' you broke but it's cuz' your ass lazy
Sell you some slim now bro' calling me shady
Writer: Axel Torres
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