You Know this was Gwap shit
Long Live Gwap man
Ride around trappin' with my cousins we was Thuggin
Ride around with standards cause we ain't have a Button
Tank up on a quarter but we was gettin' money
Ducking from the cameras and runnin' from Mclovin
Got bitches all on dick cause these blues they Trying to hump me
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
All these turkey bags got my pockets lumpy
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
You know I hustle hard flippin' bales and buy my Bitch Chanel
I ain't with guap and juggz I'm with Gaston keep the Glock right there
Send the addy bags in the air send them through the air
We ain't duckin' shit yeah we outside only duckin' Twelve
I ain't dumb brody hit that corner we know that's A fed
For them monkeys we got bananas fill them all up With lead
Like breakfast in this bitch bitch I'm Young's I Crack His head
When they bag me with that Glock stay solid I Ain't tell
Momma ain't raise no yes man tryna buy I'm tryna Sell
Free da men from central cell they on max block Givin' hell
Opps ain't on shit they see cuz and they talk they tails
We in big boy Bens flying pass you know the Smell yeah
Ride around trappin' with my cousins we was Thuggin
Ride around with standards cause we ain't have a Button
Tank up on a quarter but we was gettin' money
Ducking from the cameras and runnin' from Mclovin
Got bitches all on dick cause these blues they Trying to hump me
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
All these turkey bags got my pockets lumpy
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
Just me and bruh we too locked in I been told Niggas that we can't lose
I been stuntin' I been gettin' money since I was a Youngin' that ain't nothin' new
Nigga I'm countin' that shit right now and a whole Lot of hunnids on me and they blue
I got stick on me right now OG Ben told me stop Movin' loose
Too many switches be on different gens we ain't Have buttons when I was in school
These niggas pull up hitting' out cars we used to Hop out usin' our shoes
Keep tryna tell my young nigga chill he still puttin' Shit up on the news
My YBs hit shit they don't shoot bricks I like that Blatt I know how to use it
My OG told me stay out the way and stay in the Stew and stick to that music
I keep tryin' but my niggas dyin' shit hit different When you really knew them
Free all my slimes they doin' time Gatorade break That ain't nothin' new
Bro I keep tellin' these niggas I'm goated that's Just somethin' they already knew
Ride around trappin' with my cousins we was Thuggin
Ride around with standards cause we ain't have a Button
Tank up on a quarter but we was gettin' money
Ducking from the cameras and runnin' from Mclovin
Got bitches all on dick cause these blues they Trying to hump me
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
All these turkey bags got my pockets lumpy
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
I Ain't with guap and Jugg I'm with Gaston keep The Glock right there
Keep the Glock right there keep the Glock right there
These niggas pulling up hittin' out cars we used to hop out usin' our shoes
These niggas pulling up hittin' our cars we used to hop out usin' our shoes
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You Know this was Gwap shit
Long Live Gwap man
Ride around trappin' with my cousins we was Thuggin
Ride around with standards cause we ain't have a Button
Tank up on a quarter but we was gettin' money
Ducking from the cameras and runnin' from Mclovin
Got bitches all on dick cause these blues they Trying to hump me
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
All these turkey bags got my pockets lumpy
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
You know I hustle hard flippin' bales and buy my Bitch Chanel
I ain't with guap and juggz I'm with Gaston keep the Glock right there
Send the addy bags in the air send them through the air
We ain't duckin' shit yeah we outside only duckin' Twelve
I ain't dumb brody hit that corner we know that's A fed
For them monkeys we got bananas fill them all up With lead
Like breakfast in this bitch bitch I'm Young's I Crack His head
When they bag me with that Glock stay solid I Ain't tell
Momma ain't raise no yes man tryna buy I'm tryna Sell
Free da men from central cell they on max block Givin' hell
Opps ain't on shit they see cuz and they talk they tails
We in big boy Bens flying pass you know the Smell yeah
Ride around trappin' with my cousins we was Thuggin
Ride around with standards cause we ain't have a Button
Tank up on a quarter but we was gettin' money
Ducking from the cameras and runnin' from Mclovin
Got bitches all on dick cause these blues they Trying to hump me
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
All these turkey bags got my pockets lumpy
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
Just me and bruh we too locked in I been told Niggas that we can't lose
I been stuntin' I been gettin' money since I was a Youngin' that ain't nothin' new
Nigga I'm countin' that shit right now and a whole Lot of hunnids on me and they blue
I got stick on me right now OG Ben told me stop Movin' loose
Too many switches be on different gens we ain't Have buttons when I was in school
These niggas pull up hitting' out cars we used to Hop out usin' our shoes
Keep tryna tell my young nigga chill he still puttin' Shit up on the news
My YBs hit shit they don't shoot bricks I like that Blatt I know how to use it
My OG told me stay out the way and stay in the Stew and stick to that music
I keep tryin' but my niggas dyin' shit hit different When you really knew them
Free all my slimes they doin' time Gatorade break That ain't nothin' new
Bro I keep tellin' these niggas I'm goated that's Just somethin' they already knew
Ride around trappin' with my cousins we was Thuggin
Ride around with standards cause we ain't have a Button
Tank up on a quarter but we was gettin' money
Ducking from the cameras and runnin' from Mclovin
Got bitches all on dick cause these blues they Trying to hump me
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
All these turkey bags got my pockets lumpy
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
I Ain't with guap and Jugg I'm with Gaston keep The Glock right there
Keep the Glock right there keep the Glock right there
These niggas pulling up hittin' out cars we used to hop out usin' our shoes
These niggas pulling up hittin' our cars we used to hop out usin' our shoes
Long Live Gwap man
Ride around trappin' with my cousins we was Thuggin
Ride around with standards cause we ain't have a Button
Tank up on a quarter but we was gettin' money
Ducking from the cameras and runnin' from Mclovin
Got bitches all on dick cause these blues they Trying to hump me
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
All these turkey bags got my pockets lumpy
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
You know I hustle hard flippin' bales and buy my Bitch Chanel
I ain't with guap and juggz I'm with Gaston keep the Glock right there
Send the addy bags in the air send them through the air
We ain't duckin' shit yeah we outside only duckin' Twelve
I ain't dumb brody hit that corner we know that's A fed
For them monkeys we got bananas fill them all up With lead
Like breakfast in this bitch bitch I'm Young's I Crack His head
When they bag me with that Glock stay solid I Ain't tell
Momma ain't raise no yes man tryna buy I'm tryna Sell
Free da men from central cell they on max block Givin' hell
Opps ain't on shit they see cuz and they talk they tails
We in big boy Bens flying pass you know the Smell yeah
Ride around trappin' with my cousins we was Thuggin
Ride around with standards cause we ain't have a Button
Tank up on a quarter but we was gettin' money
Ducking from the cameras and runnin' from Mclovin
Got bitches all on dick cause these blues they Trying to hump me
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
All these turkey bags got my pockets lumpy
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
Just me and bruh we too locked in I been told Niggas that we can't lose
I been stuntin' I been gettin' money since I was a Youngin' that ain't nothin' new
Nigga I'm countin' that shit right now and a whole Lot of hunnids on me and they blue
I got stick on me right now OG Ben told me stop Movin' loose
Too many switches be on different gens we ain't Have buttons when I was in school
These niggas pull up hitting' out cars we used to Hop out usin' our shoes
Keep tryna tell my young nigga chill he still puttin' Shit up on the news
My YBs hit shit they don't shoot bricks I like that Blatt I know how to use it
My OG told me stay out the way and stay in the Stew and stick to that music
I keep tryin' but my niggas dyin' shit hit different When you really knew them
Free all my slimes they doin' time Gatorade break That ain't nothin' new
Bro I keep tellin' these niggas I'm goated that's Just somethin' they already knew
Ride around trappin' with my cousins we was Thuggin
Ride around with standards cause we ain't have a Button
Tank up on a quarter but we was gettin' money
Ducking from the cameras and runnin' from Mclovin
Got bitches all on dick cause these blues they Trying to hump me
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
All these turkey bags got my pockets lumpy
Yeah that boy got older since a youngin' stackin' Money
I Ain't with guap and Jugg I'm with Gaston keep The Glock right there
Keep the Glock right there keep the Glock right there
These niggas pulling up hittin' out cars we used to hop out usin' our shoes
These niggas pulling up hittin' our cars we used to hop out usin' our shoes
Writer: Malik Johnson, Terry Proctor
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid