What's's the Price
Pussy nigga got a price on his head like a Bounty
Tired but she can't go to bed yeah without me
Baker shit I'm stacking bread yeah I'm counting
Beating that pussy make it red yeah I'm pounding
You ain't bout yo shit nigga yeah I know you childish
Nigga you a bitch boy get up from around me
Too wet in that pussy boy yeah you know I'm drowning
Do you hear yourself nigga how you fucking sounding yeah
Number 9 got niggas in the Lebanon
Nevermind pulling niggas card for the 2nd time
Bitch you mine So let's go
Robbing serving selling kicking them out the door
Birkin bag
Yeah my nuts they sag
Throwing plays little nigga
And I'm catching the pass
Your bitch ass Owe me money
Nigga what's the price
Your bitch ass ain't ready
To lose your life
Stupid little Nigga tried to bring a knife
To a gunfight
But the price was so right
Thug gang
These bitches loving my slugz mane
Get the fuck back
They ain't getting no hugz mane
Way back then they wasn't showing No love
Got the money coming so them niggas came the plug
What's the price you ain't gone put it on my head
Risk your life
Damn why you put it on your kids
Out the mud from the hood
Yeah I'm really him
Put the pipe in his mouth
Now his mouth full of phlegm
Big Reddz I ain't scared
Yeah I'm really him
Big Reddz I ain't dead
Yeah We really them
Grip the pipe
Lil nigga what's the price
Grip the pipe
Lil nigga what's the price
Grip the pipe
Lil nigga what's the price yeah
Lil nigga what's the price yeah
Pussy nigga got a price on his head like a Bounty
Tired but she can't go to bed yeah without me
Baker shit I'm stacking bread yeah I'm counting
Beating that pussy make it red yeah I'm pounding
You ain't bout yo shit nigga yeah I know you childish
Nigga you a bitch boy get up from around me
Too wet in that pussy boy yeah you know I'm drowning
Do you hear yourself nigga how you fucking sounding yeah
Make him put hands up but I'm shootin at his toes
Choppa make him dance like a stripper on a pole
Ice up in my neck and my wrist it stay on froze
Niggas steady cappin man that shit is getting
old
Why you say you love me but you really be on go
But I ain't really trippin cause I'm sellin out these shows
I be on the road different bitches different hoes
And if it ain't bout money I'm not lookin at my phone
Nigga run up on me wrong
Then he know he in the wrong
Cause you know I got that strong
And it hit you like a bong
I don't know that bitch but she singing all my songs
And you know she sing along
Cause she know that I'm the one
These niggas they talkin
These niggas they cappin
They ain't bout that action they all about rappin
Until I pull up and those pistols start clappin
Like bap bap bap bappin
They asking what happened
Pussy nigga got a price on his head like a Bounty
Tired but she can't go to bed yeah without me
Baker shit I'm stacking bread yeah I'm counting
Beating that pussy make it red yeah I'm pounding
You ain't bout yo shit nigga yeah I know you childish
Nigga you a bitch boy get up from around me
Too wet in that pussy boy yeah you know I'm drowning
Do you hear yourself nigga how you fucking sounding yeah
Tired but she can't go to bed yeah without me
Baker shit I'm stacking bread yeah I'm counting
Beating that pussy make it red yeah I'm pounding
You ain't bout yo shit nigga yeah I know you childish
Nigga you a bitch boy get up from around me
Too wet in that pussy boy yeah you know I'm drowning
Do you hear yourself nigga how you fucking sounding yeah
Number 9 got niggas in the Lebanon
Nevermind pulling niggas card for the 2nd time
Bitch you mine So let's go
Robbing serving selling kicking them out the door
Birkin bag
Yeah my nuts they sag
Throwing plays little nigga
And I'm catching the pass
Your bitch ass Owe me money
Nigga what's the price
Your bitch ass ain't ready
To lose your life
Stupid little Nigga tried to bring a knife
To a gunfight
But the price was so right
Thug gang
These bitches loving my slugz mane
Get the fuck back
They ain't getting no hugz mane
Way back then they wasn't showing No love
Got the money coming so them niggas came the plug
What's the price you ain't gone put it on my head
Risk your life
Damn why you put it on your kids
Out the mud from the hood
Yeah I'm really him
Put the pipe in his mouth
Now his mouth full of phlegm
Big Reddz I ain't scared
Yeah I'm really him
Big Reddz I ain't dead
Yeah We really them
Grip the pipe
Lil nigga what's the price
Grip the pipe
Lil nigga what's the price
Grip the pipe
Lil nigga what's the price yeah
Lil nigga what's the price yeah
Pussy nigga got a price on his head like a Bounty
Tired but she can't go to bed yeah without me
Baker shit I'm stacking bread yeah I'm counting
Beating that pussy make it red yeah I'm pounding
You ain't bout yo shit nigga yeah I know you childish
Nigga you a bitch boy get up from around me
Too wet in that pussy boy yeah you know I'm drowning
Do you hear yourself nigga how you fucking sounding yeah
Make him put hands up but I'm shootin at his toes
Choppa make him dance like a stripper on a pole
Ice up in my neck and my wrist it stay on froze
Niggas steady cappin man that shit is getting
old
Why you say you love me but you really be on go
But I ain't really trippin cause I'm sellin out these shows
I be on the road different bitches different hoes
And if it ain't bout money I'm not lookin at my phone
Nigga run up on me wrong
Then he know he in the wrong
Cause you know I got that strong
And it hit you like a bong
I don't know that bitch but she singing all my songs
And you know she sing along
Cause she know that I'm the one
These niggas they talkin
These niggas they cappin
They ain't bout that action they all about rappin
Until I pull up and those pistols start clappin
Like bap bap bap bappin
They asking what happened
Pussy nigga got a price on his head like a Bounty
Tired but she can't go to bed yeah without me
Baker shit I'm stacking bread yeah I'm counting
Beating that pussy make it red yeah I'm pounding
You ain't bout yo shit nigga yeah I know you childish
Nigga you a bitch boy get up from around me
Too wet in that pussy boy yeah you know I'm drowning
Do you hear yourself nigga how you fucking sounding yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Zyon Khalifa
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