Tryna Do
If you gotta problem
What chu tryna do ouuuu
I ain't with that talkin
So I'm toting on that glock 22
Ouuu
Trolling in my Ig comments
To be honest
It ain't nothing new
Ouuu
I'd be lying if I said
I'm backing down
Bitch boy why you cryin about a Female
That been passed around
The only thing I got my eyes on
Is the bank account balance on My Iphone
Fuck love
Getting to the bag is what I got My mind on
You stuck up on your past
I'm counting blessings as a Present
I guess
We living in two different time Zones
Had to cut off a couple nias
I thought they was my dawg
Don't ever try to snake me
And tryna say it's all my fault
I gotta stay away
But these fuck nias make me wanna catch a case
Run up
Ima grab the k
Let them 30 shots
Hit cho face
Spinning out the block
Then i do the dash
Im from a place
Where them youngins zipped Up in them body bags
When you moving like a hotboy
Them crackas on yo ass
I ain't tryna preach
Nias hopping on my wave
Like some fleas
I'm iced out
And I still walk around with that Heat
If you gotta problem
What chu tryna do ouuuu
I ain't with that talkin
So I'm toting on that glock 22
Ouuu
Trolling in my Ig comments
To be honest
It ain't nothing new
Ouuu
I'd be lying if I said
I'm backing down
Bitch boy why you cryin about a Female
That been passed around
Blue hunnids
Count it all
Count it all
Too much money
Ima need a vault
Need a vault
When somebody moving funny
It really
Shows a lot
Shows a lot
When I needed help
They prayed for my down fall
Hate to see me not Overwhelmed
Digs their hole deeper
Living like a ground hog
How you say you fw my music
When you playing it with the Sound off
If you gotta issue
Dont try to get blitz
I'm rolling round with them 30s
I ain't talkin bout crips
I'm bussin like I'm steph curry
Off the rip
Diamonds shining
Lookin blurry
That's the drip
I got hella bands
Lookin like I hit a lick
You gon need the ambulance
Tryna run off with my shit
I ain't cappin
Acting
Thinking this a skit
I turn 20,000 bands to a quarter Mill
That's a flip
I got model bitches
Kissing
When they strip
Nias envy me
Cause I'm cookin up
And I only know the recipe
If you gotta problem
What chu tryna do ouuuu
I ain't with that talkin
So I'm toting on that glock 22
Ouuu
Trolling in my Ig comments
To be honest
It ain't nothing new
Ouuu
I'd be lying if I said
I'm backing down
Bitch boy why you cryin about a Female
That been passed around
What chu tryna do ouuuu
I ain't with that talkin
So I'm toting on that glock 22
Ouuu
Trolling in my Ig comments
To be honest
It ain't nothing new
Ouuu
I'd be lying if I said
I'm backing down
Bitch boy why you cryin about a Female
That been passed around
The only thing I got my eyes on
Is the bank account balance on My Iphone
Fuck love
Getting to the bag is what I got My mind on
You stuck up on your past
I'm counting blessings as a Present
I guess
We living in two different time Zones
Had to cut off a couple nias
I thought they was my dawg
Don't ever try to snake me
And tryna say it's all my fault
I gotta stay away
But these fuck nias make me wanna catch a case
Run up
Ima grab the k
Let them 30 shots
Hit cho face
Spinning out the block
Then i do the dash
Im from a place
Where them youngins zipped Up in them body bags
When you moving like a hotboy
Them crackas on yo ass
I ain't tryna preach
Nias hopping on my wave
Like some fleas
I'm iced out
And I still walk around with that Heat
If you gotta problem
What chu tryna do ouuuu
I ain't with that talkin
So I'm toting on that glock 22
Ouuu
Trolling in my Ig comments
To be honest
It ain't nothing new
Ouuu
I'd be lying if I said
I'm backing down
Bitch boy why you cryin about a Female
That been passed around
Blue hunnids
Count it all
Count it all
Too much money
Ima need a vault
Need a vault
When somebody moving funny
It really
Shows a lot
Shows a lot
When I needed help
They prayed for my down fall
Hate to see me not Overwhelmed
Digs their hole deeper
Living like a ground hog
How you say you fw my music
When you playing it with the Sound off
If you gotta issue
Dont try to get blitz
I'm rolling round with them 30s
I ain't talkin bout crips
I'm bussin like I'm steph curry
Off the rip
Diamonds shining
Lookin blurry
That's the drip
I got hella bands
Lookin like I hit a lick
You gon need the ambulance
Tryna run off with my shit
I ain't cappin
Acting
Thinking this a skit
I turn 20,000 bands to a quarter Mill
That's a flip
I got model bitches
Kissing
When they strip
Nias envy me
Cause I'm cookin up
And I only know the recipe
If you gotta problem
What chu tryna do ouuuu
I ain't with that talkin
So I'm toting on that glock 22
Ouuu
Trolling in my Ig comments
To be honest
It ain't nothing new
Ouuu
I'd be lying if I said
I'm backing down
Bitch boy why you cryin about a Female
That been passed around
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Writer(s): Chris Nguyen
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