Inna Dat/Stuck (feat. Hakeem)
(Yeah)
Flexin my niggas ain't inna that
Beat on that bitty no pitty pat
Shoot at your crew we go tit for tat
That ain't no problem
We load up them choppas
Go blocka da blocka
We inna that
Flexin yo hoe but I'm hitting that
It ain't no beef Imma send her back
I got some shoppas you want it I got em
Got smoke like a Rasta just send em back
Flexin my niggas ain't inna that
Shoot at your crew we go tit for tat
That ain't no problem
We load up them choppas
Go blocka da blocka
We inna that
Flexin yo hoe but I'm hitting that
It ain't no beef Imma send her back
I got some shoppas you want it I got em
Got smoke like a Rasta just send em' back
Yeah
Talkin that tough you ain't inna dat
Boom
Watch that shit take em back
I was just serving
Yeah I was that service
Was rolling like derby
It's in the back
12 come behind me Im pushing that
Push on her wig when I'm hitting that
I'm off a perky
Your bitch come through slurp me like slurpie
You know that Im hitting that
Purple it fuck up my lungs nigga
This a Aderall this ain't no Tums nigga
Like a trooper boy we having guns nigga
Want that beefin boy we having buns nigga
And my niggas ain't having no bonds nigga
Niggas gone and they can't see they sons nigga
I'm in Phoenix feet up like the Suns nigga
We don't do this rap shit for no fun nigga
Flexin my niggas ain't inna dat
Beat on that bitty no pitty pat
Shoot at your crew we go tit for tat
That ain't no problem
We load up them choppas
Go blocka da blocka
We inna dat
Flexin yo hoe but I'm hitting that
It ain't no beef Imma send her back
I got some shoppas' you want it I got em
Got smoke like a Rasta just send em' back
Flexin my niggas ain't inna dat
Shoot at your crew we go tit for tat
That ain't no problem
We load up them choppas
Go blocka da blocka
We inna dat
Flexin yo hoe but I'm hitting that
It ain't no beef Imma send her back
I got some shoppas' you want it I got em
Got smoke like a Rasta just send em' back
Nigga gone send her back
Yeah
Nigga gone send her back
Haa
Yeah
Uh
We take a trip outta Florida
Yeah
We take a trip outta Georgia
Imma wake up and spend it all on ya
I can't do it
Yeah
She said I'm stuck in my ways
She said I'm stuck in my ways
(She said I'm stuck in my ways yeah)
She said I'm stuck in my ways
She said I'm stuck in my ways
(She said I'm stuck in my ways yeah)
She said I'm stuck in my ways
Girl I'm just making these plays
Baby come through to my place
Baby come through to my place
Girl I put my hand on ma waiste
Cause shawty said
She said I'm stuck in my ways
She said I'm stuck in my ways
Yeah Yeah
She said I'm stuck in my ways
She said I'm stuck in my ways
Yeah Yeah
She said I'm stuck in my ways
She said I'm stuck in my ways
She hit my phone everyday
She call my phone everyday
Everyday
Yeah Yeah
She hit my phone she don't play
She know that I do not play
Yeah Yeah
Hang around nothing but players
So you know that I won't save her no
And you don't know another nigga like me
That'll take your soul I know
And I can tell that you with it right now
You can get it what you waiting for?
Fuck that front coming through the back door
Come here baby let me feel ya passport
Love when I hit it from the back oh
Cut her off then I let her back on
Flexin my niggas ain't inna that
Beat on that bitty no pitty pat
Shoot at your crew we go tit for tat
That ain't no problem
We load up them choppas
Go blocka da blocka
We inna that
Flexin yo hoe but I'm hitting that
It ain't no beef Imma send her back
I got some shoppas you want it I got em
Got smoke like a Rasta just send em back
Flexin my niggas ain't inna that
Shoot at your crew we go tit for tat
That ain't no problem
We load up them choppas
Go blocka da blocka
We inna that
Flexin yo hoe but I'm hitting that
It ain't no beef Imma send her back
I got some shoppas you want it I got em
Got smoke like a Rasta just send em' back
Yeah
Talkin that tough you ain't inna dat
Boom
Watch that shit take em back
I was just serving
Yeah I was that service
Was rolling like derby
It's in the back
12 come behind me Im pushing that
Push on her wig when I'm hitting that
I'm off a perky
Your bitch come through slurp me like slurpie
You know that Im hitting that
Purple it fuck up my lungs nigga
This a Aderall this ain't no Tums nigga
Like a trooper boy we having guns nigga
Want that beefin boy we having buns nigga
And my niggas ain't having no bonds nigga
Niggas gone and they can't see they sons nigga
I'm in Phoenix feet up like the Suns nigga
We don't do this rap shit for no fun nigga
Flexin my niggas ain't inna dat
Beat on that bitty no pitty pat
Shoot at your crew we go tit for tat
That ain't no problem
We load up them choppas
Go blocka da blocka
We inna dat
Flexin yo hoe but I'm hitting that
It ain't no beef Imma send her back
I got some shoppas' you want it I got em
Got smoke like a Rasta just send em' back
Flexin my niggas ain't inna dat
Shoot at your crew we go tit for tat
That ain't no problem
We load up them choppas
Go blocka da blocka
We inna dat
Flexin yo hoe but I'm hitting that
It ain't no beef Imma send her back
I got some shoppas' you want it I got em
Got smoke like a Rasta just send em' back
Nigga gone send her back
Yeah
Nigga gone send her back
Haa
Yeah
Uh
We take a trip outta Florida
Yeah
We take a trip outta Georgia
Imma wake up and spend it all on ya
I can't do it
Yeah
She said I'm stuck in my ways
She said I'm stuck in my ways
(She said I'm stuck in my ways yeah)
She said I'm stuck in my ways
She said I'm stuck in my ways
(She said I'm stuck in my ways yeah)
She said I'm stuck in my ways
Girl I'm just making these plays
Baby come through to my place
Baby come through to my place
Girl I put my hand on ma waiste
Cause shawty said
She said I'm stuck in my ways
She said I'm stuck in my ways
Yeah Yeah
She said I'm stuck in my ways
She said I'm stuck in my ways
Yeah Yeah
She said I'm stuck in my ways
She said I'm stuck in my ways
She hit my phone everyday
She call my phone everyday
Everyday
Yeah Yeah
She hit my phone she don't play
She know that I do not play
Yeah Yeah
Hang around nothing but players
So you know that I won't save her no
And you don't know another nigga like me
That'll take your soul I know
And I can tell that you with it right now
You can get it what you waiting for?
Fuck that front coming through the back door
Come here baby let me feel ya passport
Love when I hit it from the back oh
Cut her off then I let her back on
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Writer(s): Brandon Stanley
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