Coming in Fast
Racks coming in fast how I spend it now
I got money on the line what you talking bout
I got money on my mind yeah i tune em out
Yung nigga had zips in my mommas house
Sack of that sauerkraut
They never hear me out
If wasn't back when then Im wit it now
Im tryna bigger my chippers
Gotta stay Civil no slip
Treed Ima puff like pillow
These nigga be duffy dont feel em
I try stay to the vibe I mean I gotta stay to the side
Double gs number 3 I'm never switching up sides
I only clique wit the guys
I see the doubt ya eyes
How could you ever
The way I put these words together
Paint a picture like Picasso
Good doudie got my eyes low
I gotta give em the mujo
I'm on they ass like I'm po po
Wait till they hear me its over
I've been a killer no orca
Packn that shit like a holder
Dismiss a bih get out of order
I've been a killer its slaughter
Twist my wrist now I do what I wanna
Turn them dollars to commas
I don't play bouta come up
Let me count up these hunnas
Keep to yourself wit assumptions
Try be that nigga they bumping
I'm by myself ain't wiggn out
Fuk what the fuss about
These rappers like mush mouth
I got money on the line what you talking bout
I got money on my mind yeah i tune em out
Yung nigga had zips in my mommas house
Sack of that sauerkraut
They never hear me out
If wasn't back when then Im wit it now
Im tryna bigger my chippers
Gotta stay Civil no slip
Treed Ima puff like pillow
These nigga be duffy dont feel em
I try stay to the vibe I mean I gotta stay to the side
Double gs number 3 I'm never switching up sides
I only clique wit the guys
I see the doubt ya eyes
How could you ever
The way I put these words together
Paint a picture like Picasso
Good doudie got my eyes low
I gotta give em the mujo
I'm on they ass like I'm po po
Wait till they hear me its over
I've been a killer no orca
Packn that shit like a holder
Dismiss a bih get out of order
I've been a killer its slaughter
Twist my wrist now I do what I wanna
Turn them dollars to commas
I don't play bouta come up
Let me count up these hunnas
Keep to yourself wit assumptions
Try be that nigga they bumping
I'm by myself ain't wiggn out
Fuk what the fuss about
These rappers like mush mouth
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Writer(s): Smoovy Levert
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