Too much money in my pants I can't sit boy
Why you playing with my hands you make me sick boy
Talk to dirty swervin told me get them sticks goin
I ain't have to do him like that but he hit boy
I won't even pull up on you still gon get your shit boy
Have my bitch go hit the lick she took your zip boy
Im a pistol with the whip you won't catch shit boy
I dismiss you and I dip go cop a fit boy
I thought I told you f*ck niggas I'm with the shit boy
If Age get the pack it flip boy
Send shots out the whip watch it flip boy
Me and Smoove just might go cop a foreign we geeked
If a nigga take my shit you know I'm lurking for weeks
She pop a percocet she geeked up
The bitch all on me with my feet up
I was down bad broke on my dick had to set a lick get my cheese up
Niggas copy me I know they envy
Send shots off at your block reload the clip until its empty
Nigga want smoke nigga lets go
Off one perc another 10 in a row
Thick lil blonde bitch she a lil hoe
We still in the streets and you still in your home
These niggas they capping they act like they know me
I like to keep it lowkey
Cause I got to keep a heater on me
Big racks big straps young O.G.
Grey Goose
Leaning but I keep it on me
Water aquafina
Splashing all on my rollie
Top down dirty work spread the whip and the bitches keep it nosey
Y'all young thots ain't innocent gotta take a test
Make sure it lowkey
Pass back that work you know I did my service
Bitches watching niggas plotting stay with my purpose
Finger f*cking on that trigger if a nigga get too nervous
I got a itch for the stick make sure you don't get burned bitch
Smoking gelato
Sipping mexicano
Facing demons making sure a nigga swallow every drop then another one follow
On the boulevard Hollywood
Chilling with a bitch from Inglewood
Fireball make a op wish he would
Blow my block bet a nigga wish he could
I'm a star boy walking through the hood
He say he killing shit I bet he wish he was
I got a bad bitch and she feeling up
I need that bag bitch this shit ain't big enough
I been down bad on my own
I mixed the undercover with the Vlone
Get down tell that nigga prone
I pour a 4 up because I just feel alone
Misfit shit
Too much money in my pants I can't sit boy
Why you playing with my hands you make me sick boy
Talk to dirty swervin told me get them sticks goin
I ain't have to do him like that but he hit boy
I won't even pull up on you still gon get your shit boy
Have my bitch go hit the lick she took your zip boy
Im a pistol with the whip you won't catch shit boy
I dismiss you and I dip go cop a fit boy
Misfit Twins - Envy Lyrics
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Too much money in my pants I can't sit boy
Why you playing with my hands you make me sick boy
Talk to dirty swervin told me get them sticks goin
I ain't have to do him like that but he hit boy
I won't even pull up on you still gon get your shit boy
Have my bitch go hit the lick she took your zip boy
Im a pistol with the whip you won't catch shit boy
I dismiss you and I dip go cop a fit boy
I thought I told you f*ck niggas I'm with the shit boy
If Age get the pack it flip boy
Send shots out the whip watch it flip boy
Me and Smoove just might go cop a foreign we geeked
If a nigga take my shit you know I'm lurking for weeks
She pop a percocet she geeked up
The bitch all on me with my feet up
I was down bad broke on my dick had to set a lick get my cheese up
Niggas copy me I know they envy
Send shots off at your block reload the clip until its empty
Nigga want smoke nigga lets go
Off one perc another 10 in a row
Thick lil blonde bitch she a lil hoe
We still in the streets and you still in your home
These niggas they capping they act like they know me
I like to keep it lowkey
Cause I got to keep a heater on me
Big racks big straps young O.G.
Grey Goose
Leaning but I keep it on me
Water aquafina
Splashing all on my rollie
Top down dirty work spread the whip and the bitches keep it nosey
Y'all young thots ain't innocent gotta take a test
Make sure it lowkey
Pass back that work you know I did my service
Bitches watching niggas plotting stay with my purpose
Finger f*cking on that trigger if a nigga get too nervous
I got a itch for the stick make sure you don't get burned bitch
Smoking gelato
Sipping mexicano
Facing demons making sure a nigga swallow every drop then another one follow
On the boulevard Hollywood
Chilling with a bitch from Inglewood
Fireball make a op wish he would
Blow my block bet a nigga wish he could
I'm a star boy walking through the hood
He say he killing shit I bet he wish he was
I got a bad bitch and she feeling up
I need that bag bitch this shit ain't big enough
I been down bad on my own
I mixed the undercover with the Vlone
Get down tell that nigga prone
I pour a 4 up because I just feel alone
Misfit shit
Too much money in my pants I can't sit boy
Why you playing with my hands you make me sick boy
Talk to dirty swervin told me get them sticks goin
I ain't have to do him like that but he hit boy
I won't even pull up on you still gon get your shit boy
Have my bitch go hit the lick she took your zip boy
Im a pistol with the whip you won't catch shit boy
I dismiss you and I dip go cop a fit boy
Why you playing with my hands you make me sick boy
Talk to dirty swervin told me get them sticks goin
I ain't have to do him like that but he hit boy
I won't even pull up on you still gon get your shit boy
Have my bitch go hit the lick she took your zip boy
Im a pistol with the whip you won't catch shit boy
I dismiss you and I dip go cop a fit boy
I thought I told you f*ck niggas I'm with the shit boy
If Age get the pack it flip boy
Send shots out the whip watch it flip boy
Me and Smoove just might go cop a foreign we geeked
If a nigga take my shit you know I'm lurking for weeks
She pop a percocet she geeked up
The bitch all on me with my feet up
I was down bad broke on my dick had to set a lick get my cheese up
Niggas copy me I know they envy
Send shots off at your block reload the clip until its empty
Nigga want smoke nigga lets go
Off one perc another 10 in a row
Thick lil blonde bitch she a lil hoe
We still in the streets and you still in your home
These niggas they capping they act like they know me
I like to keep it lowkey
Cause I got to keep a heater on me
Big racks big straps young O.G.
Grey Goose
Leaning but I keep it on me
Water aquafina
Splashing all on my rollie
Top down dirty work spread the whip and the bitches keep it nosey
Y'all young thots ain't innocent gotta take a test
Make sure it lowkey
Pass back that work you know I did my service
Bitches watching niggas plotting stay with my purpose
Finger f*cking on that trigger if a nigga get too nervous
I got a itch for the stick make sure you don't get burned bitch
Smoking gelato
Sipping mexicano
Facing demons making sure a nigga swallow every drop then another one follow
On the boulevard Hollywood
Chilling with a bitch from Inglewood
Fireball make a op wish he would
Blow my block bet a nigga wish he could
I'm a star boy walking through the hood
He say he killing shit I bet he wish he was
I got a bad bitch and she feeling up
I need that bag bitch this shit ain't big enough
I been down bad on my own
I mixed the undercover with the Vlone
Get down tell that nigga prone
I pour a 4 up because I just feel alone
Misfit shit
Too much money in my pants I can't sit boy
Why you playing with my hands you make me sick boy
Talk to dirty swervin told me get them sticks goin
I ain't have to do him like that but he hit boy
I won't even pull up on you still gon get your shit boy
Have my bitch go hit the lick she took your zip boy
Im a pistol with the whip you won't catch shit boy
I dismiss you and I dip go cop a fit boy
Writer: Adrian Edmonds, Jordan Ward
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid