I don't like to party f*ck clubs everybody drugged up
These niggas got me f*cked up nigga I could get you bussed up
I slam on shit like Ja but still shootin' like I'm Bibi nigga
You ain't doin' no favors I'm the hottest in the city nigga
I got gunners round the town you know I'm still with it nigga
Youngest lay em down ridin' round tryna split a nigga
Say it's war come on let's get it tryna put two right in your fitted
Niggas be hoes y'all real like bitches broke-ass niggas can't fight with riches
Broke-ass niggas can't fight with riches broke-ass niggas can't fight these digits
TankFN a real life genie rub me wrong I'm grantin' them wishes
I double-tap my blick gotta make sure that he hit gotta make sure that he dead
So my brothers split the shit call it gang assist
Stompin' shit
Astro-mosh pit
Poppin' shit
Aim at you and whoever else you come with
Youngin bomb shit
On that dumb shit
I don't really like to diss
But I promise when I slide this 223 ain't gon' miss
Pussy bitch got me hot yeah I admit
I'ma make your family wish your stupid ass ain't exist
I don't like to party f*ck clubs everybody drugged up
All my niggas gloved up you know I'm really plugged up
These niggas got me f*cked up nigga I can get you bussed up
Nigga I can get you touched up
Man who won't f*ck with us
Yo mato por nada
Pussy nigga yo mi llamo
TankFN hoe or The Dada
You know I got plenty shotters they gon' split you for them dollars
They been solvin' all my problems I said get them and they got them
My lil' brother went and popped him rollin' off of Perc
Step back shoot him like I'm Doncic then I fade away like dirt
Momma's cryin' inside the city cause her baby boy got hurt
(Nigga I) Got the game on lock I'm AJ Styles and Curb
(They gone die) Double XP on this fye so watch me work (My lil bro)
He on go since '09 been movin' dope
Gettin' it in by the pound and the bread by the loaf
I been walkin' niggas down but them people they don't know
I been in and out of town don't invite me to no shows
I just went three for three all over the damn road
In the courts I'm undefeated against the states I'm 2-0
Talkin' bout they took all my guns what the f*ck that stop
Nigga I don't give a f*ck about another Glock
(And a chop) I don't like the party f*ck clubs everybody drugged up
All my niggas gloved up you know I'm really plugged up
These niggas got me f*cked up nigga I could get you bust up
Nigga I could get you touched up man who won't f*ck with us
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I don't like to party f*ck clubs everybody drugged up
These niggas got me f*cked up nigga I could get you bussed up
I slam on shit like Ja but still shootin' like I'm Bibi nigga
You ain't doin' no favors I'm the hottest in the city nigga
I got gunners round the town you know I'm still with it nigga
Youngest lay em down ridin' round tryna split a nigga
Say it's war come on let's get it tryna put two right in your fitted
Niggas be hoes y'all real like bitches broke-ass niggas can't fight with riches
Broke-ass niggas can't fight with riches broke-ass niggas can't fight these digits
TankFN a real life genie rub me wrong I'm grantin' them wishes
I double-tap my blick gotta make sure that he hit gotta make sure that he dead
So my brothers split the shit call it gang assist
Stompin' shit
Astro-mosh pit
Poppin' shit
Aim at you and whoever else you come with
Youngin bomb shit
On that dumb shit
I don't really like to diss
But I promise when I slide this 223 ain't gon' miss
Pussy bitch got me hot yeah I admit
I'ma make your family wish your stupid ass ain't exist
I don't like to party f*ck clubs everybody drugged up
All my niggas gloved up you know I'm really plugged up
These niggas got me f*cked up nigga I can get you bussed up
Nigga I can get you touched up
Man who won't f*ck with us
Yo mato por nada
Pussy nigga yo mi llamo
TankFN hoe or The Dada
You know I got plenty shotters they gon' split you for them dollars
They been solvin' all my problems I said get them and they got them
My lil' brother went and popped him rollin' off of Perc
Step back shoot him like I'm Doncic then I fade away like dirt
Momma's cryin' inside the city cause her baby boy got hurt
(Nigga I) Got the game on lock I'm AJ Styles and Curb
(They gone die) Double XP on this fye so watch me work (My lil bro)
He on go since '09 been movin' dope
Gettin' it in by the pound and the bread by the loaf
I been walkin' niggas down but them people they don't know
I been in and out of town don't invite me to no shows
I just went three for three all over the damn road
In the courts I'm undefeated against the states I'm 2-0
Talkin' bout they took all my guns what the f*ck that stop
Nigga I don't give a f*ck about another Glock
(And a chop) I don't like the party f*ck clubs everybody drugged up
All my niggas gloved up you know I'm really plugged up
These niggas got me f*cked up nigga I could get you bust up
Nigga I could get you touched up man who won't f*ck with us
These niggas got me f*cked up nigga I could get you bussed up
I slam on shit like Ja but still shootin' like I'm Bibi nigga
You ain't doin' no favors I'm the hottest in the city nigga
I got gunners round the town you know I'm still with it nigga
Youngest lay em down ridin' round tryna split a nigga
Say it's war come on let's get it tryna put two right in your fitted
Niggas be hoes y'all real like bitches broke-ass niggas can't fight with riches
Broke-ass niggas can't fight with riches broke-ass niggas can't fight these digits
TankFN a real life genie rub me wrong I'm grantin' them wishes
I double-tap my blick gotta make sure that he hit gotta make sure that he dead
So my brothers split the shit call it gang assist
Stompin' shit
Astro-mosh pit
Poppin' shit
Aim at you and whoever else you come with
Youngin bomb shit
On that dumb shit
I don't really like to diss
But I promise when I slide this 223 ain't gon' miss
Pussy bitch got me hot yeah I admit
I'ma make your family wish your stupid ass ain't exist
I don't like to party f*ck clubs everybody drugged up
All my niggas gloved up you know I'm really plugged up
These niggas got me f*cked up nigga I can get you bussed up
Nigga I can get you touched up
Man who won't f*ck with us
Yo mato por nada
Pussy nigga yo mi llamo
TankFN hoe or The Dada
You know I got plenty shotters they gon' split you for them dollars
They been solvin' all my problems I said get them and they got them
My lil' brother went and popped him rollin' off of Perc
Step back shoot him like I'm Doncic then I fade away like dirt
Momma's cryin' inside the city cause her baby boy got hurt
(Nigga I) Got the game on lock I'm AJ Styles and Curb
(They gone die) Double XP on this fye so watch me work (My lil bro)
He on go since '09 been movin' dope
Gettin' it in by the pound and the bread by the loaf
I been walkin' niggas down but them people they don't know
I been in and out of town don't invite me to no shows
I just went three for three all over the damn road
In the courts I'm undefeated against the states I'm 2-0
Talkin' bout they took all my guns what the f*ck that stop
Nigga I don't give a f*ck about another Glock
(And a chop) I don't like the party f*ck clubs everybody drugged up
All my niggas gloved up you know I'm really plugged up
These niggas got me f*cked up nigga I could get you bust up
Nigga I could get you touched up man who won't f*ck with us
Writer: Adrian Gardner
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