Tell that nigga stop bugging i don't do no discussion
If we can't find him we gonna up at his cousin
Down at my bagg young kk for nothing
Bitch im at the J whole city f*ckin love me
Nigga got a strap but he ain't finna bust it
How u got a bitch but she don't let him f*ck it
No need get down sock a goofy up in public
I'll run a fade if he talkin like he something
Y-Y-You ain't know but a buster u ain't really banging
Blue on my side color rag and it's hanging
F*ck where u from better watch what u claming
Bitch i'm that nigga drop a pin gun slanging
I got hands too and them bitches hella dangerous
Said they want me dead come and find me where there the dangerous
I be in my room steady of grindin trynna make it
You be in the bathroom hella scared trynna take a shit
Uh
Ion rap but i talk shit
Ion fake in the field bitch i pop clips
You a lame and a rat you is not him
How you mad cuz i'm up and i block spin
You ain't gang i don't know you we is not twins
This hot stick on my hip get him gone quick
I bust shots at a nigga and his op bitch
Hit him and hurt leave a hot wit
Aye holdup holdup holdup
Lemme call dis
This nigga right here
Aye u still a bitch doe frl
Homie think he bang but he ain't really nothing
Folding over pressure yea got i that nigga running
Took ur bitch now she oma dick she be sucking
Just gotta fake id like mclovin
I'm with the extras yall niggas ain't with nothing
Nigga finna act like he finna do something
Homie ion bang but got foos that be thugin
Just shot a nigga body 911 rushin
Woofin on da gram but in real you be faking
Foldin ova pressure yea got that nigga shaking
Gotta pot in the stove i be making
Ice on ma neck it you know it be dangling
Lay a nigga out cuz a nigga stay hating
Don't break bread cuz these niggas stay faking
Big memo shit yeah you know we stay hating
Just set a nigga up ya well be wating
Tell that nigga stop bugging i don't do no discussion
If we can't find him we gonna up at his cousin
Down at my bagg young kk for nothing
Bitch im at the J whole city f*ckin love me
Nigga got a strap but he ain't finna bust it
How u got a bitch but she don't let him f*ck it
No need get down sock a goofy up in public
I'll run a fade if he talkin like he something
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Tell that nigga stop bugging i don't do no discussion
If we can't find him we gonna up at his cousin
Down at my bagg young kk for nothing
Bitch im at the J whole city f*ckin love me
Nigga got a strap but he ain't finna bust it
How u got a bitch but she don't let him f*ck it
No need get down sock a goofy up in public
I'll run a fade if he talkin like he something
Y-Y-You ain't know but a buster u ain't really banging
Blue on my side color rag and it's hanging
F*ck where u from better watch what u claming
Bitch i'm that nigga drop a pin gun slanging
I got hands too and them bitches hella dangerous
Said they want me dead come and find me where there the dangerous
I be in my room steady of grindin trynna make it
You be in the bathroom hella scared trynna take a shit
Uh
Ion rap but i talk shit
Ion fake in the field bitch i pop clips
You a lame and a rat you is not him
How you mad cuz i'm up and i block spin
You ain't gang i don't know you we is not twins
This hot stick on my hip get him gone quick
I bust shots at a nigga and his op bitch
Hit him and hurt leave a hot wit
Aye holdup holdup holdup
Lemme call dis
This nigga right here
Aye u still a bitch doe frl
Homie think he bang but he ain't really nothing
Folding over pressure yea got i that nigga running
Took ur bitch now she oma dick she be sucking
Just gotta fake id like mclovin
I'm with the extras yall niggas ain't with nothing
Nigga finna act like he finna do something
Homie ion bang but got foos that be thugin
Just shot a nigga body 911 rushin
Woofin on da gram but in real you be faking
Foldin ova pressure yea got that nigga shaking
Gotta pot in the stove i be making
Ice on ma neck it you know it be dangling
Lay a nigga out cuz a nigga stay hating
Don't break bread cuz these niggas stay faking
Big memo shit yeah you know we stay hating
Just set a nigga up ya well be wating
Tell that nigga stop bugging i don't do no discussion
If we can't find him we gonna up at his cousin
Down at my bagg young kk for nothing
Bitch im at the J whole city f*ckin love me
Nigga got a strap but he ain't finna bust it
How u got a bitch but she don't let him f*ck it
No need get down sock a goofy up in public
I'll run a fade if he talkin like he something
If we can't find him we gonna up at his cousin
Down at my bagg young kk for nothing
Bitch im at the J whole city f*ckin love me
Nigga got a strap but he ain't finna bust it
How u got a bitch but she don't let him f*ck it
No need get down sock a goofy up in public
I'll run a fade if he talkin like he something
Y-Y-You ain't know but a buster u ain't really banging
Blue on my side color rag and it's hanging
F*ck where u from better watch what u claming
Bitch i'm that nigga drop a pin gun slanging
I got hands too and them bitches hella dangerous
Said they want me dead come and find me where there the dangerous
I be in my room steady of grindin trynna make it
You be in the bathroom hella scared trynna take a shit
Uh
Ion rap but i talk shit
Ion fake in the field bitch i pop clips
You a lame and a rat you is not him
How you mad cuz i'm up and i block spin
You ain't gang i don't know you we is not twins
This hot stick on my hip get him gone quick
I bust shots at a nigga and his op bitch
Hit him and hurt leave a hot wit
Aye holdup holdup holdup
Lemme call dis
This nigga right here
Aye u still a bitch doe frl
Homie think he bang but he ain't really nothing
Folding over pressure yea got i that nigga running
Took ur bitch now she oma dick she be sucking
Just gotta fake id like mclovin
I'm with the extras yall niggas ain't with nothing
Nigga finna act like he finna do something
Homie ion bang but got foos that be thugin
Just shot a nigga body 911 rushin
Woofin on da gram but in real you be faking
Foldin ova pressure yea got that nigga shaking
Gotta pot in the stove i be making
Ice on ma neck it you know it be dangling
Lay a nigga out cuz a nigga stay hating
Don't break bread cuz these niggas stay faking
Big memo shit yeah you know we stay hating
Just set a nigga up ya well be wating
Tell that nigga stop bugging i don't do no discussion
If we can't find him we gonna up at his cousin
Down at my bagg young kk for nothing
Bitch im at the J whole city f*ckin love me
Nigga got a strap but he ain't finna bust it
How u got a bitch but she don't let him f*ck it
No need get down sock a goofy up in public
I'll run a fade if he talkin like he something
Writer: Brandon Jimenez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid