Havin' It
I'm finna stop giving niggas the run around
Run in my nigga trap and my nigga gone gun ya down
I pull a cutie and sell her to so and so
I kno what she kno but they don't kno what I kno
Bitch I'm freedope and my girl gotta bag full
Come in abundance so it's more than a handful
Sweet james jones bitch she kno what I'm talm bout
Pick up my dog I just call that pit stop
Lower the window my nigga start spraying out
Can't get inside we gone pimp in the parking lot
I don't know kinfolk
Can't get no info
Sit behind tint hoe
Serving a bimbo
Pimping yo hoe now she kno what it's hitting fo
Big body sensei I came with the dope
These niggas big mad
Gun in the strap bag
Don't get a foot tag
Fuckin a hood rat
Like when I do that
Bitch I'm the Sensei but she say she knew that
I'm on her brain like a mufuckin Durag
Buy it for keyshon
Sell it for dion
I gotta drum ion gotta turn the beat
Ratchet lil bitch and her hair look neon
These niggas pussy they ain't on what we on
Keep me bright lil bitch like a crayon
And she got sum real fat I can lay on
And she can twerk on the dick and it stay on
We bout to run this shit back like a rerun
Pull up to the trap I post up with my big gun
I don't tell joke boy this shit not a sitcom
And Sensei outtie as soon as the income
If he ain't got it he gotta go get sum
Yea
Angels an devils converse on my shoulders
Sensei bitch and my bitches is older
And she might give u the cold shoulder
I aint never fucked her sober
I dope her dine
Sip on sum wine
I bend her spine
She say it's mine every time
What's in yo bag it's a glock in mine
Pointed everywhere like a porcupine
Count on me I get outta the bind
I can smell swine
Wardell in his prime
All hoes fall in line
Outta sight
Outta mind
Outta time
Outta bounds
Any time
All the time
Every time we fuck around
Why u bring yo gun around
Slick hoes get gunned down
Listen how the drum sound
Smelling like a good pound
I keep free dope on me
I put chanel on my t
My baby overseas
I took a bitch to school
New A.P no time for you
Big Dope
Free Dope
Having hit
Two twins glocks
I'm having it
Make em tongue lock
I'm having it
They know I'm the plug
I'm having it
If she want drugs
I'm having it
If she want love
I'm inaccurate
Everything else
I'm having it
Havin it
Havin it
Havin it
Havin it
Havin it
Havin it
Havin it
Run in my nigga trap and my nigga gone gun ya down
I pull a cutie and sell her to so and so
I kno what she kno but they don't kno what I kno
Bitch I'm freedope and my girl gotta bag full
Come in abundance so it's more than a handful
Sweet james jones bitch she kno what I'm talm bout
Pick up my dog I just call that pit stop
Lower the window my nigga start spraying out
Can't get inside we gone pimp in the parking lot
I don't know kinfolk
Can't get no info
Sit behind tint hoe
Serving a bimbo
Pimping yo hoe now she kno what it's hitting fo
Big body sensei I came with the dope
These niggas big mad
Gun in the strap bag
Don't get a foot tag
Fuckin a hood rat
Like when I do that
Bitch I'm the Sensei but she say she knew that
I'm on her brain like a mufuckin Durag
Buy it for keyshon
Sell it for dion
I gotta drum ion gotta turn the beat
Ratchet lil bitch and her hair look neon
These niggas pussy they ain't on what we on
Keep me bright lil bitch like a crayon
And she got sum real fat I can lay on
And she can twerk on the dick and it stay on
We bout to run this shit back like a rerun
Pull up to the trap I post up with my big gun
I don't tell joke boy this shit not a sitcom
And Sensei outtie as soon as the income
If he ain't got it he gotta go get sum
Yea
Angels an devils converse on my shoulders
Sensei bitch and my bitches is older
And she might give u the cold shoulder
I aint never fucked her sober
I dope her dine
Sip on sum wine
I bend her spine
She say it's mine every time
What's in yo bag it's a glock in mine
Pointed everywhere like a porcupine
Count on me I get outta the bind
I can smell swine
Wardell in his prime
All hoes fall in line
Outta sight
Outta mind
Outta time
Outta bounds
Any time
All the time
Every time we fuck around
Why u bring yo gun around
Slick hoes get gunned down
Listen how the drum sound
Smelling like a good pound
I keep free dope on me
I put chanel on my t
My baby overseas
I took a bitch to school
New A.P no time for you
Big Dope
Free Dope
Having hit
Two twins glocks
I'm having it
Make em tongue lock
I'm having it
They know I'm the plug
I'm having it
If she want drugs
I'm having it
If she want love
I'm inaccurate
Everything else
I'm having it
Havin it
Havin it
Havin it
Havin it
Havin it
Havin it
Havin it
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Writer(s): Kiante Davis
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