Man if money ain't ya biggest issue nigga we got problems
Choppa hit his ass in the leg make him walk wobbly
Finesse him out the p 2 no I'm not finesse
Baby girl say how clapping these cheeks you must be stressed
Bank account overload
I can't go without my vest
Oh they armor piercing
Shiiitt that ain't gone scare me outta check
Niggas bite the hand that feed em like a toddler
Claiming that they real when they ain't these niggas flogin
Tryna be the first nigga I know to reach a milly
Lil nigga but I stand stall in my city
She let me touch ha titty big dog Bobby bouche
Watch me hit my griddy
I ain't mean to scare ya bitch I thought I was a grizzly
Barkin at bitch nigga know he couldn't hit it
Take off plane on auto pilot its a Tesla sitting back watchin while she ride it
Green ass but I got a lot of blues in the shhhh
If you a real nigga gone and stamp it
Ain't gotta flex when you say you really havin
Tryna say you was bad as f*ck stop capping
We can take a plane any where im the captain
So what you wanna do
Ride through the city get high
Take a sip of some shit you feel the buzz in ya thigh
In tune wit a lot shit not a attitude
If you ain't right I suggest you check ya latitude
That 's what you better do
They say you can tell a lot about a nigga if he tell a fib
Gotta keep a f around me that's a F&N
Shawty tryna f*ck in broad day like I ain't got tints
Stepping on a nigga like a roach he ain't make sense
I done made ten put it on sports and double that
If that pussy fie I swear to god I just might double back
I done caught a nigga lackin know I gotta handle that
Shot on point I done played the 2 I got my handle back
Stayin to myself know I'm low key
Dolo in a wave of his own don't need a boat seat
Shawty gotta a lot ass know she got that seat meat
Clap ha from back see ocean that's a sweet treat
If you a real nigga gone and stamp it
Ain't gotta flex when you say you really havin
Tryna say you was bad as f*ck stop capping
We can take a plane any where im the captain
So what you wanna do
Ride through the city get high
Take a sip of some shit you feel the buzz in ya thigh
In tune wit a lot shit not a attitude
If you ain't right I suggest you check ya latitude
That 's what you better do
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Man if money ain't ya biggest issue nigga we got problems
Choppa hit his ass in the leg make him walk wobbly
Finesse him out the p 2 no I'm not finesse
Baby girl say how clapping these cheeks you must be stressed
Bank account overload
I can't go without my vest
Oh they armor piercing
Shiiitt that ain't gone scare me outta check
Niggas bite the hand that feed em like a toddler
Claiming that they real when they ain't these niggas flogin
Tryna be the first nigga I know to reach a milly
Lil nigga but I stand stall in my city
She let me touch ha titty big dog Bobby bouche
Watch me hit my griddy
I ain't mean to scare ya bitch I thought I was a grizzly
Barkin at bitch nigga know he couldn't hit it
Take off plane on auto pilot its a Tesla sitting back watchin while she ride it
Green ass but I got a lot of blues in the shhhh
If you a real nigga gone and stamp it
Ain't gotta flex when you say you really havin
Tryna say you was bad as f*ck stop capping
We can take a plane any where im the captain
So what you wanna do
Ride through the city get high
Take a sip of some shit you feel the buzz in ya thigh
In tune wit a lot shit not a attitude
If you ain't right I suggest you check ya latitude
That 's what you better do
They say you can tell a lot about a nigga if he tell a fib
Gotta keep a f around me that's a F&N
Shawty tryna f*ck in broad day like I ain't got tints
Stepping on a nigga like a roach he ain't make sense
I done made ten put it on sports and double that
If that pussy fie I swear to god I just might double back
I done caught a nigga lackin know I gotta handle that
Shot on point I done played the 2 I got my handle back
Stayin to myself know I'm low key
Dolo in a wave of his own don't need a boat seat
Shawty gotta a lot ass know she got that seat meat
Clap ha from back see ocean that's a sweet treat
If you a real nigga gone and stamp it
Ain't gotta flex when you say you really havin
Tryna say you was bad as f*ck stop capping
We can take a plane any where im the captain
So what you wanna do
Ride through the city get high
Take a sip of some shit you feel the buzz in ya thigh
In tune wit a lot shit not a attitude
If you ain't right I suggest you check ya latitude
That 's what you better do
Choppa hit his ass in the leg make him walk wobbly
Finesse him out the p 2 no I'm not finesse
Baby girl say how clapping these cheeks you must be stressed
Bank account overload
I can't go without my vest
Oh they armor piercing
Shiiitt that ain't gone scare me outta check
Niggas bite the hand that feed em like a toddler
Claiming that they real when they ain't these niggas flogin
Tryna be the first nigga I know to reach a milly
Lil nigga but I stand stall in my city
She let me touch ha titty big dog Bobby bouche
Watch me hit my griddy
I ain't mean to scare ya bitch I thought I was a grizzly
Barkin at bitch nigga know he couldn't hit it
Take off plane on auto pilot its a Tesla sitting back watchin while she ride it
Green ass but I got a lot of blues in the shhhh
If you a real nigga gone and stamp it
Ain't gotta flex when you say you really havin
Tryna say you was bad as f*ck stop capping
We can take a plane any where im the captain
So what you wanna do
Ride through the city get high
Take a sip of some shit you feel the buzz in ya thigh
In tune wit a lot shit not a attitude
If you ain't right I suggest you check ya latitude
That 's what you better do
They say you can tell a lot about a nigga if he tell a fib
Gotta keep a f around me that's a F&N
Shawty tryna f*ck in broad day like I ain't got tints
Stepping on a nigga like a roach he ain't make sense
I done made ten put it on sports and double that
If that pussy fie I swear to god I just might double back
I done caught a nigga lackin know I gotta handle that
Shot on point I done played the 2 I got my handle back
Stayin to myself know I'm low key
Dolo in a wave of his own don't need a boat seat
Shawty gotta a lot ass know she got that seat meat
Clap ha from back see ocean that's a sweet treat
If you a real nigga gone and stamp it
Ain't gotta flex when you say you really havin
Tryna say you was bad as f*ck stop capping
We can take a plane any where im the captain
So what you wanna do
Ride through the city get high
Take a sip of some shit you feel the buzz in ya thigh
In tune wit a lot shit not a attitude
If you ain't right I suggest you check ya latitude
That 's what you better do
Writer: Jeffrey Wilson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid