Pyrex
In the bando
Nothing cookin but the pyrex
Flipped' you like a quarter could just get you vanished
Heard these niggas started talking to the poo
Baby I'm OT, everything gotta stay on the low
Gimme Dat
You niggas ain't trap
It's all cap, bottoms up
You had it down
Fuck with the gang its silence rounds
Finessed the plug for all his pounds
MERCY slides ain't going back
I ain't here for the talks
Take me straight to the racks
Is that your bitch I broke her back
Don't fuck with me cause you'd get clapped
I had nothing I was eating on leftovers
Homie check me right because my heart got colder
Lost my bro up in the streets I can't stay sober
If we catch em lacking we gonn run em over
Uh uh
I need my P's all gone
Drippin in Louie Vuitton
Had to go get some bands up
Couldn't be broke for long
Put young Cuz in the traphouse
Swear I turned it into a cash house
Slept on me where your cash at?
I was in the field while you on snapchat
Don't you worry
Don't you watch what's on my plate
It was time to feast, some niggas startin moving ways
Told her stay, come and fuck a nigga
I'm making plays, she suckin and ridin ontop a nigga
In the bando
Nothing cookin but the pyrex
Flipped' you like a quarter could just get you vanished
Heard these niggas started talking to the poo
Baby I'm OT, everything gotta stay on the low
Gimme Dat
You niggas ain't trap
Its all cap, bottoms up
You had it down
Fuck with the gang its silence rounds
Finessed the plug for all his pounds
Mèrcy slides ain't going back
I ain't here for the talks
Take me straight to the racks
Is that your bitch I broke her back
Don't fuck with me cause you'd get clapped
I get the bag, don't need to brag
In the club steady poppin them tags
Gotta keep 6, I ain't rockin wit feds
Gotta the bando recipe I call it the meds
They say money change a nigga
Rather have it then go beg a nigga
Down on my lonely
Had to get it never can I wait on niggas
OT trappin till the mornin
These niggas ain't on it
NO days off, Yeah I'm all in
Hoopti filled up with some chronics
On the road for like 6 weeks
Double the bag on my 6 streaks
Brosik got me till its 6 deep
Let these pussy niggas know its repeat
Don't you worry
Don't you watch whats on my plate
It was time to feast, some niggas startin moving ways
Told her stay, come and fuck a nigga
I'm making plays, she suckin and ridin ontop a nigga
In the bando
Nothing cookin but the pyrex
Flipped' you like a quarter could just get you vanished
Heard these niggas started talking to the poo
Baby I'm OT, everything gotta stay on the low
Gimme Dat
You niggas ain't trap
Its all cap, bottoms up
You had it down
Fuck with the gang its silence rounds
Finessed the plug for all his pounds
Mèrcy slides ain't going back
I ain't here for the talks
Take me straight to the racks
Is that your bitch I broke her back
Don't fuck with me cause you'd get clapped
Nothing cookin but the pyrex
Flipped' you like a quarter could just get you vanished
Heard these niggas started talking to the poo
Baby I'm OT, everything gotta stay on the low
Gimme Dat
You niggas ain't trap
It's all cap, bottoms up
You had it down
Fuck with the gang its silence rounds
Finessed the plug for all his pounds
MERCY slides ain't going back
I ain't here for the talks
Take me straight to the racks
Is that your bitch I broke her back
Don't fuck with me cause you'd get clapped
I had nothing I was eating on leftovers
Homie check me right because my heart got colder
Lost my bro up in the streets I can't stay sober
If we catch em lacking we gonn run em over
Uh uh
I need my P's all gone
Drippin in Louie Vuitton
Had to go get some bands up
Couldn't be broke for long
Put young Cuz in the traphouse
Swear I turned it into a cash house
Slept on me where your cash at?
I was in the field while you on snapchat
Don't you worry
Don't you watch what's on my plate
It was time to feast, some niggas startin moving ways
Told her stay, come and fuck a nigga
I'm making plays, she suckin and ridin ontop a nigga
In the bando
Nothing cookin but the pyrex
Flipped' you like a quarter could just get you vanished
Heard these niggas started talking to the poo
Baby I'm OT, everything gotta stay on the low
Gimme Dat
You niggas ain't trap
Its all cap, bottoms up
You had it down
Fuck with the gang its silence rounds
Finessed the plug for all his pounds
Mèrcy slides ain't going back
I ain't here for the talks
Take me straight to the racks
Is that your bitch I broke her back
Don't fuck with me cause you'd get clapped
I get the bag, don't need to brag
In the club steady poppin them tags
Gotta keep 6, I ain't rockin wit feds
Gotta the bando recipe I call it the meds
They say money change a nigga
Rather have it then go beg a nigga
Down on my lonely
Had to get it never can I wait on niggas
OT trappin till the mornin
These niggas ain't on it
NO days off, Yeah I'm all in
Hoopti filled up with some chronics
On the road for like 6 weeks
Double the bag on my 6 streaks
Brosik got me till its 6 deep
Let these pussy niggas know its repeat
Don't you worry
Don't you watch whats on my plate
It was time to feast, some niggas startin moving ways
Told her stay, come and fuck a nigga
I'm making plays, she suckin and ridin ontop a nigga
In the bando
Nothing cookin but the pyrex
Flipped' you like a quarter could just get you vanished
Heard these niggas started talking to the poo
Baby I'm OT, everything gotta stay on the low
Gimme Dat
You niggas ain't trap
Its all cap, bottoms up
You had it down
Fuck with the gang its silence rounds
Finessed the plug for all his pounds
Mèrcy slides ain't going back
I ain't here for the talks
Take me straight to the racks
Is that your bitch I broke her back
Don't fuck with me cause you'd get clapped
Credits
Writer(s): Dièumerci August
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