Something
My bussdown give me drip drops
These niggas shoes cause they flip flop
Got a white hoe that do them tik toks
I'm on the block with a big glock
I gotta get it turn this nothing into something
You gotta payup front i ain't fronting nothing
I got some niggas in the band that be drumming
I gotta get it turn this nothing into something
Nigga be tripping that nigga go missing
Niggas be yapping they running they mouth
Bars from the north but my flow from the south
niggas be looking up but talking down
Weights in the ocean tryna stay afloat
Wanna feel the air but I'm drowning though
Money on my head I don't fear them though
Took on the storms no brella no coat
Clutch time yo shooter gone choke
Niggas be sleeping but claiming they woke
Sparking the fire but wanting no smoke
I keep tha bread I'm bringing the toast
A nigga was up a nigga was low
Head was down a nigga was broke
No one was there to help me cope
Neeeded the pope
But niggas went ghost
My bussdown give me drip drops
These niggas shoes cuz they flip flop
Got a white hoe that do them tik toks
I'm on the block with a big glock
I gotta get it turn this nothing into something
You gotta payup front i ain't fronting nothing
I got some niggas in the band that be drumming
I gotta get it turn this nothing into something
These niggas shoes cause they flip flop
Got a white hoe that do them tik toks
I'm on the block with a big glock
I gotta get it turn this nothing into something
You gotta payup front i ain't fronting nothing
I got some niggas in the band that be drumming
I gotta get it turn this nothing into something
Nigga be tripping that nigga go missing
Niggas be yapping they running they mouth
Bars from the north but my flow from the south
niggas be looking up but talking down
Weights in the ocean tryna stay afloat
Wanna feel the air but I'm drowning though
Money on my head I don't fear them though
Took on the storms no brella no coat
Clutch time yo shooter gone choke
Niggas be sleeping but claiming they woke
Sparking the fire but wanting no smoke
I keep tha bread I'm bringing the toast
A nigga was up a nigga was low
Head was down a nigga was broke
No one was there to help me cope
Neeeded the pope
But niggas went ghost
My bussdown give me drip drops
These niggas shoes cuz they flip flop
Got a white hoe that do them tik toks
I'm on the block with a big glock
I gotta get it turn this nothing into something
You gotta payup front i ain't fronting nothing
I got some niggas in the band that be drumming
I gotta get it turn this nothing into something
Credits
Writer(s): Cordarius Johnson
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