Leakin' on My Ones!

Who the black nigga with them all gold dreads
Know that beam infrared when I aim it at his head
Mob of the dead zombie walking sippin red
Known to drop a quarter pint in a faygo that's the best

Sippin cotton candy man I'm leaning for the show
If he wanna square up ima kick I'm in the nose
Nigga fuck it how it goes nigga leaking on my ones
So I lay his ass down he'll be out until the suns up

Back to the grind hoe I gotta get my funds
Running out of time so I'm working til the suns up
Working on my album then A nigga broke his hand
I might have to pop a xan just so I don't feel the pain hoe

Crystals on me shining man they dropping like a rain storm
They reflect the light and get to showing off a rainbow

How you claim you balling you not even in the game tho?

If that nigga hating I look at him tell him hate more



Credits
Writer(s): Kealand Cato
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