Lions, Tigers, & Bears
I'm not scared of lions and tigers and bears
But I'm scared of serving you
We all know that you snitchin'
Put him on a milk carton 'cause he missin'
I just got some boxing gloves, I'm finna beat somebody ass
I just took a Perc' 10, this shit beatin' my ass
When you get cash, man we know that you finna flash
Runnin' from 12, man you know I done broke this dash
I'm not scared of no lions, tigers, or bears
'Cause I got this Glock right over here
Bad ass bitch, got two pictures of her right there
Run a fuck nigga over, he a dinner deer
This flex music, bitch I'm not Joey Bada$$
Bitches on my live like lil' Boosie Badazz
Guns on me, bitch I'm in a damn Tes'
12 on the damn sidе, nigga don't drive fast
This right here gas, it say hеre his heart beatin'
Pull the Glock out, then I blast, now his heart bleedin'
Pull the Glock out, gotta blast, Jimmy Neutron
Pull them lil' tracks out, now she don't wanna move on
I made this beat, this not Undefined
Baby, servin' out for you, just keep bein' fine
Whole lotta opps out, that's why y'all niggas dyin'
Glock on me, nigga here is them back, it's fine
I'm off the lean, bitch, tell me a bedtime story
Talkin' 'bout child support, let's go to Maury
Damn, Glocks in the house like I named them all Corey
They finna free my brother, man God be the glory
A nigga got arrested doing the instructions on Swipe Story
My lil' cousin stole some of my money, that's a swipe story
Bought a stock AR, but I need to go buy a light for it
Nigga said he want a match a blunt, I got a lighter for you
Oh you need your bills half off? I'm the swiper for you
Shot my lil' cousin in the leg and told him, "Lie for me"
I'm 'bout to po' up with my boy, grab a pop for me
I hustle for this shit, you can't tell me how to spend my money
I think I made like 50k today, but I'm still hungry
I just had sex with my girl, and I'm still horny
At first I was stuck in the rain, I'm startin' to see the sun
Seen a bum at the gas station, gave him a honey bun
My lil' cousin wanna see my phone to play Temple Run
I just scammed a lame ass bitch, I think it's Lisa Raye
Baby, servin' out for you, just keep bein' fine
Whole lotta opps out, that's why y'all niggas dyin'
Glock on me, nigga here is them back, it's fine
I'm off the lean, bitch, tell me a bedtime story
Talkin' 'bout child support, let's go to Maury
Damn, Glocks in the house like I named them all Corey
They finna free my brother, man God be the glory
But I'm scared of serving you
We all know that you snitchin'
Put him on a milk carton 'cause he missin'
I just got some boxing gloves, I'm finna beat somebody ass
I just took a Perc' 10, this shit beatin' my ass
When you get cash, man we know that you finna flash
Runnin' from 12, man you know I done broke this dash
I'm not scared of no lions, tigers, or bears
'Cause I got this Glock right over here
Bad ass bitch, got two pictures of her right there
Run a fuck nigga over, he a dinner deer
This flex music, bitch I'm not Joey Bada$$
Bitches on my live like lil' Boosie Badazz
Guns on me, bitch I'm in a damn Tes'
12 on the damn sidе, nigga don't drive fast
This right here gas, it say hеre his heart beatin'
Pull the Glock out, then I blast, now his heart bleedin'
Pull the Glock out, gotta blast, Jimmy Neutron
Pull them lil' tracks out, now she don't wanna move on
I made this beat, this not Undefined
Baby, servin' out for you, just keep bein' fine
Whole lotta opps out, that's why y'all niggas dyin'
Glock on me, nigga here is them back, it's fine
I'm off the lean, bitch, tell me a bedtime story
Talkin' 'bout child support, let's go to Maury
Damn, Glocks in the house like I named them all Corey
They finna free my brother, man God be the glory
A nigga got arrested doing the instructions on Swipe Story
My lil' cousin stole some of my money, that's a swipe story
Bought a stock AR, but I need to go buy a light for it
Nigga said he want a match a blunt, I got a lighter for you
Oh you need your bills half off? I'm the swiper for you
Shot my lil' cousin in the leg and told him, "Lie for me"
I'm 'bout to po' up with my boy, grab a pop for me
I hustle for this shit, you can't tell me how to spend my money
I think I made like 50k today, but I'm still hungry
I just had sex with my girl, and I'm still horny
At first I was stuck in the rain, I'm startin' to see the sun
Seen a bum at the gas station, gave him a honey bun
My lil' cousin wanna see my phone to play Temple Run
I just scammed a lame ass bitch, I think it's Lisa Raye
Baby, servin' out for you, just keep bein' fine
Whole lotta opps out, that's why y'all niggas dyin'
Glock on me, nigga here is them back, it's fine
I'm off the lean, bitch, tell me a bedtime story
Talkin' 'bout child support, let's go to Maury
Damn, Glocks in the house like I named them all Corey
They finna free my brother, man God be the glory
Credits
Writer(s): Donald Ruffin
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