DeRozan
Damn Sav
You went crazy on this bitch
My turn
Aye it's my turn Sav
Aye
Some green on the flo hit my line if you want it
Meet me at the coney right on 7 mile and Conant
If the script 15 or less den I'm on it
If you ain't gon shoot when they snatch why flaunt it
45 on me riding thru the hood Paped Up
Bubble booty bitch yea I see yo shit Caked up
I don't argue niggas love to be fake tough
Sleepy hollows these bitches hit you can't wake up
Glock on me the F&N she put it in her purse
The acetaminophen be boosting up the Perc
Glock 20 turn a nigga to a stain with it
Ima hit you back I'm up here talkin slick at this pain clinic
Took chop on a mission he just made 10
Finna call my nigga zay see who making bins
What I made February to March I coulda came benz
I really been thru this shit so I can't pretend
Sippin on some potion
I put the bag in motion
Swiggin lean and coastin
If she suckin then she chokin
Nigga I got money Callin cuz I'm chosen
My numbers be the best in Toronto like Derozan
I barely be remembering my past hoes
Unc a old chef he prefer the gas stove
Bitch let's race to the bag I bet I get it first
Her mood changed cuz she know she finna get a perc
She say smack me while we fuckin cuz she love it hard
Oh that ain't swipe hold on try this other card
Niggas danglin with they opps like I wouldn't peep it
You thought that other grass was greener now you underneath it
Yea it be ups it be downs I still got it up
Real mouf shaker fiends single file lining up
Bitch you a lame I'm a pape getter
Unc can turn powder into cake he a shape shifter
Put my money in the grave bitch it cost livin
Gave them hoes two percs and they start kissin
I won't miss one shot I put a beam on it
Nigga kick the door in it ain't no screen on it
I'm from Detroit where the bag do or die fo
You ain't bringin in no pape then what the fuck is you alive fo
Walk into yo weak ass party finna make it hype
Give unc a tire gauge he finna make a pipe
I ain't makin up shit we finna make it out
I'm somewhere on the east gettin money in a vacant house
Nigga ain't that ain't no cap
Bitch bitch aye
Sippin on some potion
I put the bag in motion
Swiggin lean and coastin
If she suckin then she chokin nigga
I got money Callin cuz I'm chosen
My numbers be the best in Toronto like Derozan
You went crazy on this bitch
My turn
Aye it's my turn Sav
Aye
Some green on the flo hit my line if you want it
Meet me at the coney right on 7 mile and Conant
If the script 15 or less den I'm on it
If you ain't gon shoot when they snatch why flaunt it
45 on me riding thru the hood Paped Up
Bubble booty bitch yea I see yo shit Caked up
I don't argue niggas love to be fake tough
Sleepy hollows these bitches hit you can't wake up
Glock on me the F&N she put it in her purse
The acetaminophen be boosting up the Perc
Glock 20 turn a nigga to a stain with it
Ima hit you back I'm up here talkin slick at this pain clinic
Took chop on a mission he just made 10
Finna call my nigga zay see who making bins
What I made February to March I coulda came benz
I really been thru this shit so I can't pretend
Sippin on some potion
I put the bag in motion
Swiggin lean and coastin
If she suckin then she chokin
Nigga I got money Callin cuz I'm chosen
My numbers be the best in Toronto like Derozan
I barely be remembering my past hoes
Unc a old chef he prefer the gas stove
Bitch let's race to the bag I bet I get it first
Her mood changed cuz she know she finna get a perc
She say smack me while we fuckin cuz she love it hard
Oh that ain't swipe hold on try this other card
Niggas danglin with they opps like I wouldn't peep it
You thought that other grass was greener now you underneath it
Yea it be ups it be downs I still got it up
Real mouf shaker fiends single file lining up
Bitch you a lame I'm a pape getter
Unc can turn powder into cake he a shape shifter
Put my money in the grave bitch it cost livin
Gave them hoes two percs and they start kissin
I won't miss one shot I put a beam on it
Nigga kick the door in it ain't no screen on it
I'm from Detroit where the bag do or die fo
You ain't bringin in no pape then what the fuck is you alive fo
Walk into yo weak ass party finna make it hype
Give unc a tire gauge he finna make a pipe
I ain't makin up shit we finna make it out
I'm somewhere on the east gettin money in a vacant house
Nigga ain't that ain't no cap
Bitch bitch aye
Sippin on some potion
I put the bag in motion
Swiggin lean and coastin
If she suckin then she chokin nigga
I got money Callin cuz I'm chosen
My numbers be the best in Toronto like Derozan
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Writer(s): Alvin Anderson
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