A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
Rollin cookie for the bad times
Broke n*ggas give me bad vibes
I got b*tches telling mad lies
I got n*ggas serving mad time
The saying this the sh*t the city needed
It's more than money I got bigger reason
Back then tried second string em, now I'm star player like I'm Willie Beamin
The lil boy from the Southside, showed y'all with the wave was
Now n*ggas wanting features from me muhf*ckas better pay up
Can't believe they said they made us
Can't believe they think it's made up
Can't believe them n*ggas changed up
Can't believe I lost my first love
A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
Que said push the gas on em
On stage blowing gas on em
B*tches wanna throw some a** on him
Plug wanna drop a bag on em
God gave a n*gga one life, so you know a n*gga gon live
Hell yea they got them poles on em cops even shooting young kids
Don't even gotta say my name now, b*tches know me by the face card
You said them n*ggas selling stepped on? Hold on let me make one call
Y'all n*ggas never touched raw, seen It all before I graduated
My young n*gga caught a murder charge, he ain't make It to his graduation
A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
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A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
Rollin cookie for the bad times
Broke n*ggas give me bad vibes
I got b*tches telling mad lies
I got n*ggas serving mad time
The saying this the sh*t the city needed
It's more than money I got bigger reason
Back then tried second string em, now I'm star player like I'm Willie Beamin
The lil boy from the Southside, showed y'all with the wave was
Now n*ggas wanting features from me muhf*ckas better pay up
Can't believe they said they made us
Can't believe they think it's made up
Can't believe them n*ggas changed up
Can't believe I lost my first love
A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
Que said push the gas on em
On stage blowing gas on em
B*tches wanna throw some a** on him
Plug wanna drop a bag on em
God gave a n*gga one life, so you know a n*gga gon live
Hell yea they got them poles on em cops even shooting young kids
Don't even gotta say my name now, b*tches know me by the face card
You said them n*ggas selling stepped on? Hold on let me make one call
Y'all n*ggas never touched raw, seen It all before I graduated
My young n*gga caught a murder charge, he ain't make It to his graduation
A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
Rollin cookie for the bad times
Broke n*ggas give me bad vibes
I got b*tches telling mad lies
I got n*ggas serving mad time
The saying this the sh*t the city needed
It's more than money I got bigger reason
Back then tried second string em, now I'm star player like I'm Willie Beamin
The lil boy from the Southside, showed y'all with the wave was
Now n*ggas wanting features from me muhf*ckas better pay up
Can't believe they said they made us
Can't believe they think it's made up
Can't believe them n*ggas changed up
Can't believe I lost my first love
A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
Que said push the gas on em
On stage blowing gas on em
B*tches wanna throw some a** on him
Plug wanna drop a bag on em
God gave a n*gga one life, so you know a n*gga gon live
Hell yea they got them poles on em cops even shooting young kids
Don't even gotta say my name now, b*tches know me by the face card
You said them n*ggas selling stepped on? Hold on let me make one call
Y'all n*ggas never touched raw, seen It all before I graduated
My young n*gga caught a murder charge, he ain't make It to his graduation
A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
A 5 pack of honey bourbons
I told my b*tch that i ain't perfect
Them N*ggas slacking I been working
And Lord knows that I deserve It
Writer: Marlon Beard
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