A1
I like laughing too baby laughing all the way to the bank on these bitch ass niggas gangster
Ayo Elus make sure you turn that tune up on these bitch ass niggas too
Aw i got a thot thirst i need some box work but fuck it i'ma send it over the top first a1
Aw i'm going bad up in Neiman's this is the season double up nigga you playing with demons a1
Whoa i had to chef me up thirty cards i had to chef me up thirty slips
If you kick me a BOA it'll never clip a1
Hey shit lit by the way new whip by the way new bitch by the way a1
Here take this Hundred run in the spot and tell em to chef you this BOA simple instructions
Do what I tell you and listen exactly to what I say
We goin get us some money box work for a couple of Hundreds for me to play smoking gas
I just walked in wit Jazz wen I met ya hoe it was DOA
Dicc on arrival pray wit a new glock and a Bible young nigga started gettin this money shit
I had to pray on my rivals
Yea we do foreigns but you know exactly what's up if you see that van
Ride thru drinking some henny yea we made some hundreds but you let the money excite you
And we heard you ain't good in ya hood yea we heard they exiled you niggas do bads
Still jacking that they live nigga who you lied to
We put a glitch in the Credit Beau nigga bro live then i'm live too on the low
They ain't fucking wit us on the high I remind you
Champagne for the pain rose out the bottle campaign for the gang we the legends of tomorrow
Mr. Active and the Jazz boy YBE and Vacant Lot too niggas with me bought the winners with me
And everything clear on the spot too
Aw i got a thot thirst i need some box work but fuck it i'ma send it over the top first a1
Aw i'm going bad up in Neiman's this is the season double up nigga you playing with demons a1
Whoa i had to chef me up thirty cards i had to chef me up thirty slips
If you kick me a BOA it'll never clip a1
Hey shit lit by the way new whip by the way new bitch by the way a1
I'm going bad at the box pussy i ran every light every stop sign it's 3:48
And it's drop time and we turn the block in a hot nine
In the hood nigga I'm popcorn dumbing through blues got tiring Rose nights you admiring
If I cop me a pistol i'm firing
You want somebody to die again look everything A1
I'ma kill you whenever it's time for it kick me a piece yeah i got a little vibe for it
In Dior I ain't fucking with tom ford and we at the drop at the shot clock bring the glizzy
And stop at the op spot i'm going bad at the box for real
You never jammed then dropped for real come outside really all in the field
Breaking the box again aw jazz you done fucked up the spot again
Look all in the views on cock again gangsta run up a tab and visit the bank
We sipping rose whenever we link
I'm going bad i'm going bad i'm going badder than mike did it got a baddie
I love that she light skinned love the fact that she say that she like women
I'm going bad hit a box and i'm fitting to clear it all it's a thirty
I'm fitting to go hit the mall and that's where the jazz blow it all i'm going bad
Aw i got a thot thirst i need some box work but fuck it i'ma send it over the top first a1
Aw i'm going bad up in Neiman's this is the season double up nigga you playing with demons a1
Whoa i had to chef me up thirty cards i had to chef me up thirty slips
If you kick me a BOA it'll never clip a1
Hey shit lit by the way new whip by the way new bitch by the way a1
Ayo Elus make sure you turn that tune up on these bitch ass niggas too
Aw i got a thot thirst i need some box work but fuck it i'ma send it over the top first a1
Aw i'm going bad up in Neiman's this is the season double up nigga you playing with demons a1
Whoa i had to chef me up thirty cards i had to chef me up thirty slips
If you kick me a BOA it'll never clip a1
Hey shit lit by the way new whip by the way new bitch by the way a1
Here take this Hundred run in the spot and tell em to chef you this BOA simple instructions
Do what I tell you and listen exactly to what I say
We goin get us some money box work for a couple of Hundreds for me to play smoking gas
I just walked in wit Jazz wen I met ya hoe it was DOA
Dicc on arrival pray wit a new glock and a Bible young nigga started gettin this money shit
I had to pray on my rivals
Yea we do foreigns but you know exactly what's up if you see that van
Ride thru drinking some henny yea we made some hundreds but you let the money excite you
And we heard you ain't good in ya hood yea we heard they exiled you niggas do bads
Still jacking that they live nigga who you lied to
We put a glitch in the Credit Beau nigga bro live then i'm live too on the low
They ain't fucking wit us on the high I remind you
Champagne for the pain rose out the bottle campaign for the gang we the legends of tomorrow
Mr. Active and the Jazz boy YBE and Vacant Lot too niggas with me bought the winners with me
And everything clear on the spot too
Aw i got a thot thirst i need some box work but fuck it i'ma send it over the top first a1
Aw i'm going bad up in Neiman's this is the season double up nigga you playing with demons a1
Whoa i had to chef me up thirty cards i had to chef me up thirty slips
If you kick me a BOA it'll never clip a1
Hey shit lit by the way new whip by the way new bitch by the way a1
I'm going bad at the box pussy i ran every light every stop sign it's 3:48
And it's drop time and we turn the block in a hot nine
In the hood nigga I'm popcorn dumbing through blues got tiring Rose nights you admiring
If I cop me a pistol i'm firing
You want somebody to die again look everything A1
I'ma kill you whenever it's time for it kick me a piece yeah i got a little vibe for it
In Dior I ain't fucking with tom ford and we at the drop at the shot clock bring the glizzy
And stop at the op spot i'm going bad at the box for real
You never jammed then dropped for real come outside really all in the field
Breaking the box again aw jazz you done fucked up the spot again
Look all in the views on cock again gangsta run up a tab and visit the bank
We sipping rose whenever we link
I'm going bad i'm going bad i'm going badder than mike did it got a baddie
I love that she light skinned love the fact that she say that she like women
I'm going bad hit a box and i'm fitting to clear it all it's a thirty
I'm fitting to go hit the mall and that's where the jazz blow it all i'm going bad
Aw i got a thot thirst i need some box work but fuck it i'ma send it over the top first a1
Aw i'm going bad up in Neiman's this is the season double up nigga you playing with demons a1
Whoa i had to chef me up thirty cards i had to chef me up thirty slips
If you kick me a BOA it'll never clip a1
Hey shit lit by the way new whip by the way new bitch by the way a1
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Writer(s): Jaylin Young
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