32 Bars

1650 money gang bitch we coming
They say they want war but them bitches running
We be loving when that pack drop in the morning
Ask about jandro they know I got that money
Them bitches know I got a sack so they be on me
We was running up them packs while you was yawning
They tried to give me 8 years for money launder
I paid some racks for this fucking Gucci bomber
Young nigga came out Goonside it's a jungle
My uncle mike said you gone get hit don't fumble
We had that trap rolling call shit tumble
I was taught to stack yo chips cause they'll crumble
Me Gip n Dave on that block right by Thur good
Gucci glitters on my feet when I'm in the hood
When you get yo plays up that have you feeling good
100 pounds ever week I'm gone run through it
Young nigga tryna run it up
I'm tryna get a jag truck
Too much money I can't tuck
Jay hit the dope she stuck
Young nigga chasing millions
Can't be stuck in prison
Free lil squirt he a villian fuck j black say he a witness
All my niggas straight gansta
Ask about us we'll plank em
On parobation with banga
Bullets hit you like a anchor
Tell Gip to roll the dope up
Sipping lean outta coffee cup
Sell them pounds then add it up
We don't believe in substracting none
Jandro i been bout a dolla
I got Louie on my collar
Yunno that these shoes are blood bottoms
We do this shit it's colossal
Trust me you don't want no problems
1650 we too solid
Sell the drugs collect the profit Find a plug just to rob em
Big booling out in Cali
Fucking hoes in the valley
Young nigga but I live lavish
Grew up in Goonside I'm a savage
Wrap that OG in that plastic
Seal it tight then we package
This a Moncler Jacket
Yo bitch say she like my fashion



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Writer(s): Curtis Burns
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