Spazz
No I do not fuck with opps
No I don't fuck with feds
Pulling up I'm dressed up
In my favorite color red
Shawty wanna have some sex
Nah bitch I want the neck
And don't you call my phone
If ain't about a fucking check
In the booth I go hard
Them broward county
Niggas out here
They be swiping cards
Know niggas that be
Hitting for jag
Car to car
I promise momma
With this rap shit I'm going far
Yeah yeah
I be with my team
Yeah yeah
We be chasing green
Yeah yeah
Serving all the fiens
Yeah yeah
But I got bigger dreams
Niggas be capping
They not bout that action
My niggas gone blast It
We pull up we spazzing
She kind of rachet
She do all that yapping,
Might still let her have It
You know that I'm packing
That nigga lacking
Who took It we snatched it
We want all this money
Cant do no subtracting
No more relaxing
Now back on my rap shit
You wanted a feature
So now that I'm taxing
I just wanna slide up
In a brand new coupe
Only way I'm grabbing that
Just gotta makes the moves
Soon or later on the billboards
And the news
Member what my momma said
If you snooze you lose
No I do not fuck with opps
No I don't fuck with feds
Pulling up I'm dressed up
In my favorite color red
Shawty wanna have some sex
Nah bitch I want the neck
And don't you call my phone
If ain't about a fucking check
In the booth I go hard
Them broward county
Niggas out here
They be swiping cards
Know niggas that be
Hitting for jag
Car to car
I promise momma
With this rap shit I'm going far
No I don't fuck with feds
Pulling up I'm dressed up
In my favorite color red
Shawty wanna have some sex
Nah bitch I want the neck
And don't you call my phone
If ain't about a fucking check
In the booth I go hard
Them broward county
Niggas out here
They be swiping cards
Know niggas that be
Hitting for jag
Car to car
I promise momma
With this rap shit I'm going far
Yeah yeah
I be with my team
Yeah yeah
We be chasing green
Yeah yeah
Serving all the fiens
Yeah yeah
But I got bigger dreams
Niggas be capping
They not bout that action
My niggas gone blast It
We pull up we spazzing
She kind of rachet
She do all that yapping,
Might still let her have It
You know that I'm packing
That nigga lacking
Who took It we snatched it
We want all this money
Cant do no subtracting
No more relaxing
Now back on my rap shit
You wanted a feature
So now that I'm taxing
I just wanna slide up
In a brand new coupe
Only way I'm grabbing that
Just gotta makes the moves
Soon or later on the billboards
And the news
Member what my momma said
If you snooze you lose
No I do not fuck with opps
No I don't fuck with feds
Pulling up I'm dressed up
In my favorite color red
Shawty wanna have some sex
Nah bitch I want the neck
And don't you call my phone
If ain't about a fucking check
In the booth I go hard
Them broward county
Niggas out here
They be swiping cards
Know niggas that be
Hitting for jag
Car to car
I promise momma
With this rap shit I'm going far
Credits
Writer(s): Lil Vlone
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