Lifestyle
Riding through my city yea I'm swerving switching lanes
Might pull a grip and snipe yo brain
Pick yo poison and make it rain
Off and drop the bag cause my neck an
Wrist bling
Fill the clip and let it sing
All I own gotta beam
From the bottom to the top but it don't matter how they treat me
Asking god for some kind of help me and he blessed me like I'm sneezing
They don't know I know but I can see the fake ones sceaming
I got White and yellow diamonds so both my wrist be beefin
All these pussy niggas ready to grab a glock
From the east to the west my niggas had that shit on lock
Yes I sag my pants and I know i grab my crotch
Because wen it all come down to it I am something that u not
I know u drink till u can't stop
So I count it while it's hot
Oh That bitch she got blocked
I see u Reaching u'll get popped
I even seen yo momma drop
Getting money never stop
Wat u need full on stock
Fuck his ass let him rot
Slow shit
Riding through my city yea I'm swerving switching lanes
Might pull a grip and snipe yo brain
Pick yo poison and make it rain
Off and drop the bag cause my neck an
Wrist bling
Fill the clip and let it sing
All I own gotta beam
From the bottom to the top but it don't matter how they treat me
Asking god for some help me and he blessed me like I'm sneezing
They don't know I know but I can see the fake ones sceaming
I got White and yellow diamonds so both my wrist be beefin
Might pull a grip and snipe yo brain
Pick yo poison and make it rain
Off and drop the bag cause my neck an
Wrist bling
Fill the clip and let it sing
All I own gotta beam
From the bottom to the top but it don't matter how they treat me
Asking god for some kind of help me and he blessed me like I'm sneezing
They don't know I know but I can see the fake ones sceaming
I got White and yellow diamonds so both my wrist be beefin
All these pussy niggas ready to grab a glock
From the east to the west my niggas had that shit on lock
Yes I sag my pants and I know i grab my crotch
Because wen it all come down to it I am something that u not
I know u drink till u can't stop
So I count it while it's hot
Oh That bitch she got blocked
I see u Reaching u'll get popped
I even seen yo momma drop
Getting money never stop
Wat u need full on stock
Fuck his ass let him rot
Slow shit
Riding through my city yea I'm swerving switching lanes
Might pull a grip and snipe yo brain
Pick yo poison and make it rain
Off and drop the bag cause my neck an
Wrist bling
Fill the clip and let it sing
All I own gotta beam
From the bottom to the top but it don't matter how they treat me
Asking god for some help me and he blessed me like I'm sneezing
They don't know I know but I can see the fake ones sceaming
I got White and yellow diamonds so both my wrist be beefin
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Writer(s): Shelton Bryant
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