Booted up apple mackin'... oo
When you see me, say wassup
Say what happening...
Slidin' too frigid, with this magnet... oo
Plenty -pills on me
Granny cabinet...
(Aye nick nack patti wack give a bitch a bone
Im jus trynna get some dome, she keep blowin up my phone
Nick nack patti wack gave her ass the bone
She wont leave my ass alone, i be like i gotta go)
(Why she always onna tip tip tip
Maybe cause i mack daddy whack
Glover'd this dick
Prolly cause i get chips, hit and dip dip dip
Can you tell im playin dumb i cant tell her what it is)
0.55
My bag cold
Game junior reddy ice...
Local favorite they don't like
Give a f*ck
In my sprite, outta mind
I been grinding all month
Its my time, feel like imma have to die for me to let you block mine...
We stop sign niggas w glock 9s...
Im quite high, ballin' i smack like pop flys
Left these stupid hoes alone, ever since im twice right
Disrespect ain't tolerated im wise w my blind eyes
We always ride through opp sides
Running stop signs, bullet exit wounds quarter sized
F*ck friends, out for my ends be likewise
We react to pussy niggas by killin em 9 times
I whodini, but the freaks dont leave me at night time
Ima genie with this plastic, aladdin how i slide
Wish my name inside a rhyme, poof get turned into the sky
Need the bread, get rye
I pull hoes like zip ties
With this mackin
Its was happening
Broke niggas dnt beat shit
With that weak shit they like a pacifist
Money i been attracting it
That dnt mean u can ask for shit
Still mackin gettin pages outta URL and i aint have to click
I could
Give a
F*ck what bitch niggas say
If i started to id entertain the bitch nigga way
And thats not
Not with me at least, okay
I b killin w the white on the road OJ
On my matador shit, peep the flag; olè
Im jus tryna rap a lot an get j prince paid
I dnt sing like drake
But to hoes it wont matter
Either way i need some cake to stuff rod in her bladder
Imma dog, do it matter?
Smoking frogs, get a candle
Put a hush on the barrel
Shots sound like beach sandles
Beef handled like a boss
Game handles; hot sauce
They jus opposite of us
What are we? Not soft
Niggas fw me or Bruce?
Who are they? Knocked off
They goin fw us cause we the real deal
Knock it off
Red nigga gettin green
Filiberto taco sauce
I dnt dance, but I'll stab with the work then floss
Im jus trynna drape my neck and my wrist with the voss
Give a f*ck what it cost
Im finna pay the price to do it
Bruce Lee
How i kick my shit off these fluids
Got my stripes i just do it
One nike one ah dee dah
Sick and vicious keep a bitch strippin like its mardi gras
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Booted up apple mackin'... oo
When you see me, say wassup
Say what happening...
Slidin' too frigid, with this magnet... oo
Plenty -pills on me
Granny cabinet...
(Aye nick nack patti wack give a bitch a bone
Im jus trynna get some dome, she keep blowin up my phone
Nick nack patti wack gave her ass the bone
She wont leave my ass alone, i be like i gotta go)
(Why she always onna tip tip tip
Maybe cause i mack daddy whack
Glover'd this dick
Prolly cause i get chips, hit and dip dip dip
Can you tell im playin dumb i cant tell her what it is)
0.55
My bag cold
Game junior reddy ice...
Local favorite they don't like
Give a f*ck
In my sprite, outta mind
I been grinding all month
Its my time, feel like imma have to die for me to let you block mine...
We stop sign niggas w glock 9s...
Im quite high, ballin' i smack like pop flys
Left these stupid hoes alone, ever since im twice right
Disrespect ain't tolerated im wise w my blind eyes
We always ride through opp sides
Running stop signs, bullet exit wounds quarter sized
F*ck friends, out for my ends be likewise
We react to pussy niggas by killin em 9 times
I whodini, but the freaks dont leave me at night time
Ima genie with this plastic, aladdin how i slide
Wish my name inside a rhyme, poof get turned into the sky
Need the bread, get rye
I pull hoes like zip ties
With this mackin
Its was happening
Broke niggas dnt beat shit
With that weak shit they like a pacifist
Money i been attracting it
That dnt mean u can ask for shit
Still mackin gettin pages outta URL and i aint have to click
I could
Give a
F*ck what bitch niggas say
If i started to id entertain the bitch nigga way
And thats not
Not with me at least, okay
I b killin w the white on the road OJ
On my matador shit, peep the flag; olè
Im jus tryna rap a lot an get j prince paid
I dnt sing like drake
But to hoes it wont matter
Either way i need some cake to stuff rod in her bladder
Imma dog, do it matter?
Smoking frogs, get a candle
Put a hush on the barrel
Shots sound like beach sandles
Beef handled like a boss
Game handles; hot sauce
They jus opposite of us
What are we? Not soft
Niggas fw me or Bruce?
Who are they? Knocked off
They goin fw us cause we the real deal
Knock it off
Red nigga gettin green
Filiberto taco sauce
I dnt dance, but I'll stab with the work then floss
Im jus trynna drape my neck and my wrist with the voss
Give a f*ck what it cost
Im finna pay the price to do it
Bruce Lee
How i kick my shit off these fluids
Got my stripes i just do it
One nike one ah dee dah
Sick and vicious keep a bitch strippin like its mardi gras
When you see me, say wassup
Say what happening...
Slidin' too frigid, with this magnet... oo
Plenty -pills on me
Granny cabinet...
(Aye nick nack patti wack give a bitch a bone
Im jus trynna get some dome, she keep blowin up my phone
Nick nack patti wack gave her ass the bone
She wont leave my ass alone, i be like i gotta go)
(Why she always onna tip tip tip
Maybe cause i mack daddy whack
Glover'd this dick
Prolly cause i get chips, hit and dip dip dip
Can you tell im playin dumb i cant tell her what it is)
0.55
My bag cold
Game junior reddy ice...
Local favorite they don't like
Give a f*ck
In my sprite, outta mind
I been grinding all month
Its my time, feel like imma have to die for me to let you block mine...
We stop sign niggas w glock 9s...
Im quite high, ballin' i smack like pop flys
Left these stupid hoes alone, ever since im twice right
Disrespect ain't tolerated im wise w my blind eyes
We always ride through opp sides
Running stop signs, bullet exit wounds quarter sized
F*ck friends, out for my ends be likewise
We react to pussy niggas by killin em 9 times
I whodini, but the freaks dont leave me at night time
Ima genie with this plastic, aladdin how i slide
Wish my name inside a rhyme, poof get turned into the sky
Need the bread, get rye
I pull hoes like zip ties
With this mackin
Its was happening
Broke niggas dnt beat shit
With that weak shit they like a pacifist
Money i been attracting it
That dnt mean u can ask for shit
Still mackin gettin pages outta URL and i aint have to click
I could
Give a
F*ck what bitch niggas say
If i started to id entertain the bitch nigga way
And thats not
Not with me at least, okay
I b killin w the white on the road OJ
On my matador shit, peep the flag; olè
Im jus tryna rap a lot an get j prince paid
I dnt sing like drake
But to hoes it wont matter
Either way i need some cake to stuff rod in her bladder
Imma dog, do it matter?
Smoking frogs, get a candle
Put a hush on the barrel
Shots sound like beach sandles
Beef handled like a boss
Game handles; hot sauce
They jus opposite of us
What are we? Not soft
Niggas fw me or Bruce?
Who are they? Knocked off
They goin fw us cause we the real deal
Knock it off
Red nigga gettin green
Filiberto taco sauce
I dnt dance, but I'll stab with the work then floss
Im jus trynna drape my neck and my wrist with the voss
Give a f*ck what it cost
Im finna pay the price to do it
Bruce Lee
How i kick my shit off these fluids
Got my stripes i just do it
One nike one ah dee dah
Sick and vicious keep a bitch strippin like its mardi gras
Writer: Marcus Tompkins
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid