The President
Yea yea
Can't ban the President hoe
Yea yea yea
I'm trappin harder and harder
I'm drippin bitch turn off the Faust
Your bitch keep callin and callin
Call me daddy but I'm not her father
Smoking gas yea I'm rollin up pressure
I just fucked me a bad bitch for breakfast
Gettin bread don't forget bout the lettuce
40 Cal a send you up to heaven
I remember trapping out da Chevy
I just grabbed dem pounds up out da dresser
Dey goin say I changed I let em tell it
I can't see dese niggas Hellen Keller
Hangin wit the killers and the shootas
All my niggas trappers you kno how we rocking We run up and drop you
In the club we popping drinking all dese bottles all these bitches watching damn
All I ever wanted was some dollars
Sold a couple grams and I got it
Dese niggas keep watching my pockets
Nigga tried to reach his hand and I shot him
Nigga talkin bands yea I got em
Who tf is you man gotta watch em
I been sticking to the plan yea I follow
Why a nigga keep praying that I'm down
No old hoes I been fuckin wit my new hoes
Knock a bitch down like a free throw
All I ever wanted was a kilo
Bring dat bitch back that's a reload
Shoot into it's empty then I reload
MarShawn lench that's in beast mode
Just call up the plug said I need more
Shark in the water you Nemo
I got the trap doin palates
Dey say that it's good for your body
In that foreign I'm smoke gelatti
Almost fuck round and crashed up the Audi
Look at me lil nigga wen you talkin
All that trappin turn me to a boss
I remember days when I was walkin
Now these bad bitches tryna fuck
I might tell the driver pick em up
Pack your bag you kno we on the way
No you smell that gas We just sparked
But I'm bout to roll another jay
All my niggas really wit the gang
Nigga you a lame nigga what you claim
All these niggas claiming Dey some shooters
Everytime they shoot they never got no aim
On the real I die for my respect
All these mad cause we a threat
Ain't no sleep I never get no rest
Ain't been talkin yea been speakin less
Pussy niggas they just been irrelevant
We goin kick down the door they goin let us in
Smoking gas yea I been feelin presidential
Tell these niggas they can't ban the President
Smoking gas yea I been feeling presidential
Tell these niggas they can't ban the President
We goin kick down the door they goin let us in
We goin kick down the door they goin let us in
Smoking gas yea I been feeling presidential
Tell these niggas they can't ban the President
We goin kick down the door they goin let us in
We goin kick down the door they goin let us in
Can't ban the President hoe
Yea yea yea
I'm trappin harder and harder
I'm drippin bitch turn off the Faust
Your bitch keep callin and callin
Call me daddy but I'm not her father
Smoking gas yea I'm rollin up pressure
I just fucked me a bad bitch for breakfast
Gettin bread don't forget bout the lettuce
40 Cal a send you up to heaven
I remember trapping out da Chevy
I just grabbed dem pounds up out da dresser
Dey goin say I changed I let em tell it
I can't see dese niggas Hellen Keller
Hangin wit the killers and the shootas
All my niggas trappers you kno how we rocking We run up and drop you
In the club we popping drinking all dese bottles all these bitches watching damn
All I ever wanted was some dollars
Sold a couple grams and I got it
Dese niggas keep watching my pockets
Nigga tried to reach his hand and I shot him
Nigga talkin bands yea I got em
Who tf is you man gotta watch em
I been sticking to the plan yea I follow
Why a nigga keep praying that I'm down
No old hoes I been fuckin wit my new hoes
Knock a bitch down like a free throw
All I ever wanted was a kilo
Bring dat bitch back that's a reload
Shoot into it's empty then I reload
MarShawn lench that's in beast mode
Just call up the plug said I need more
Shark in the water you Nemo
I got the trap doin palates
Dey say that it's good for your body
In that foreign I'm smoke gelatti
Almost fuck round and crashed up the Audi
Look at me lil nigga wen you talkin
All that trappin turn me to a boss
I remember days when I was walkin
Now these bad bitches tryna fuck
I might tell the driver pick em up
Pack your bag you kno we on the way
No you smell that gas We just sparked
But I'm bout to roll another jay
All my niggas really wit the gang
Nigga you a lame nigga what you claim
All these niggas claiming Dey some shooters
Everytime they shoot they never got no aim
On the real I die for my respect
All these mad cause we a threat
Ain't no sleep I never get no rest
Ain't been talkin yea been speakin less
Pussy niggas they just been irrelevant
We goin kick down the door they goin let us in
Smoking gas yea I been feelin presidential
Tell these niggas they can't ban the President
Smoking gas yea I been feeling presidential
Tell these niggas they can't ban the President
We goin kick down the door they goin let us in
We goin kick down the door they goin let us in
Smoking gas yea I been feeling presidential
Tell these niggas they can't ban the President
We goin kick down the door they goin let us in
We goin kick down the door they goin let us in
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Writer(s): Ronald Tibbs
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