Shots

One shot
Two shot
Three shots
Four
Who you
Know that
Do the, most
I got
50 Thousand hoes
Nah I'm, playing
Here we, go
This the anthem that'll make a old man sing
(Old man sing)
This the anthem that'll resurrect Rona-spring
(Rona, Rona-spring)
Who you know that got more swag then me
Who you know that cash out tags like me
I just cop it by the bag you see
I ain't tryna got out sad you see

Billion dollar baby Benz truck
She a redbone she is good luck
Brought her back home she a good fuck
Call her lollipop she a good suck I don't wanna go no where, yuh
If it ain't bout the money
I don't want to go to sleep no way
I was gone, back, but I'm a lil rusty
Thot hoe, she a lil crusty
I cannot help that she busty
She got a degree and she rocking Degree
But still she a lil musty
Green, green, green, but now it's blue
I ain't no crip but I shout out Woo
And they shot up Pop, RIP too soon
But we back in buisness nigga what's the moves

Who like to run it up
Who want it one in one
I swear, yeah when I'm done I'm done
Number one cause I always won
The way they did Meek I swear it's fuck the judge
Yeah fuck the judge
My niggas gone have some fun
My niggas gone have some fun

One shot
Two shot
Three shots
Four
Who you
Know that
Do the, most
I got
50 Thousand hoes
Nah I'm, playing
Here we, go
This the anthem that'll make a old man sing
(Old man sing)
This the anthem that'll resurrect Rona-spring
(Rona, Rona-spring)
Who you know that got more swag then me
Who you know that cash out tags like me
I just cop it by the bag you see
I ain't tryna got out sad you see

One shot
Two shot
Three shots
Four
Who you
Know that
Do the, most
I got
50 Thousand hoes
Nah I'm, playing
Here we, go
This the anthem that'll make a old man sing
(Old man sing)
This the anthem that'll resurrect Rona-spring
(Rona, Rona-spring)
Who you know that got more swag then me
Who you know that cash out tags like me
I just cop it by the bag you see
I ain't tryna got out sad you see



Credits
Writer(s): Josiah Belfield
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