I Reccon
I reccon
Mason marangella steppin
Get to the bag, might I brag when I get this cheddar (YA!)
I'm preacher sharp, no reverend (YA!)
Maaan
Who you think you tellin' (YA!)
Got the crib hella loud
Neighbors think I'm sellin'
Gas
Hit the blunt I
Pass
Yea I'm moving
Fast
Bitch better have my money
Ain't no games, I'm on yo ass
Name a nigga harder than me
I'll sit back and laugh
Ha...
You gotta be out ya mind
See how I step
Too grown to be on kiddy shit
Need to adjust
My mind been on another level
A different set (Name who betta)
You get outta line
Pop yo ass with this Beretta
Gladly
Yo bitch call me daddy
And I'm in them guts any night she call n ask me (HA! YA!)
Know wussup
I mean she like to get it nasty (She with, it)
Oh
She
Wit
It
Just stay true to myself and keep it real
Ain't a soul out here that can call me pho-ny
I'm as genuine as it ever get
Bet this shit here gone be your favorite song, yea
It's flowing
Gone n grove yo body to the motion
Wanna feel them waves I call it ocean
Watch me hit my dance when I'm performing
Watch you sing this song, yea
I reccon
Mason marangella steppin
Get to the bag, might I brag when I get this cheddar (YA!)
I'm preacher sharp, no reverend (YA!)
Maaan
Who you think you tellin' (YA!)
Got the crib hella loud
Neighbors think I'm sellin'
Gas
Hit the blunt I
Pass
Yea I'm moving
Fast
Bitch better have my money
Ain't no games, I'm on yo ass
Name a nigga harder than me
I'll sit back and laugh (Jhonny 1K YAY, YEA)
Ha...
Only thang I'm chasing is a bag, off the back
Had a dream i ran up a sack
Woke up countin' racks, aye
How you like da sound of dat
You could be apart of dis
Get dis cash together it prolly be neva be arguments
Can't you see
Dis one for the team
Yea a feature cost a fee
But nephew get gone fa free, aye
Dodging all da shade
I knew one day I could shine
Don't be juh about yo business
But yo bidness you should mind
Pull up I don't see a check
I dun saw enough
Tryna flip dis last cutie
Umma work from dawn to dusk, aye
I just want da cash get a stash stack it fast
Got the crib hella loud
Neighbors think I'm sellin'
Gas
Hit the blunt I
Pass
Yea I'm moving
Fast
Bitch better have my money
Ain't no games, I'm on yo ass
Name a nigga harder than me
I'll sit back and laugh
Ha...
Ahh...
Mason marangella steppin
Get to the bag, might I brag when I get this cheddar (YA!)
I'm preacher sharp, no reverend (YA!)
Maaan
Who you think you tellin' (YA!)
Got the crib hella loud
Neighbors think I'm sellin'
Gas
Hit the blunt I
Pass
Yea I'm moving
Fast
Bitch better have my money
Ain't no games, I'm on yo ass
Name a nigga harder than me
I'll sit back and laugh
Ha...
You gotta be out ya mind
See how I step
Too grown to be on kiddy shit
Need to adjust
My mind been on another level
A different set (Name who betta)
You get outta line
Pop yo ass with this Beretta
Gladly
Yo bitch call me daddy
And I'm in them guts any night she call n ask me (HA! YA!)
Know wussup
I mean she like to get it nasty (She with, it)
Oh
She
Wit
It
Just stay true to myself and keep it real
Ain't a soul out here that can call me pho-ny
I'm as genuine as it ever get
Bet this shit here gone be your favorite song, yea
It's flowing
Gone n grove yo body to the motion
Wanna feel them waves I call it ocean
Watch me hit my dance when I'm performing
Watch you sing this song, yea
I reccon
Mason marangella steppin
Get to the bag, might I brag when I get this cheddar (YA!)
I'm preacher sharp, no reverend (YA!)
Maaan
Who you think you tellin' (YA!)
Got the crib hella loud
Neighbors think I'm sellin'
Gas
Hit the blunt I
Pass
Yea I'm moving
Fast
Bitch better have my money
Ain't no games, I'm on yo ass
Name a nigga harder than me
I'll sit back and laugh (Jhonny 1K YAY, YEA)
Ha...
Only thang I'm chasing is a bag, off the back
Had a dream i ran up a sack
Woke up countin' racks, aye
How you like da sound of dat
You could be apart of dis
Get dis cash together it prolly be neva be arguments
Can't you see
Dis one for the team
Yea a feature cost a fee
But nephew get gone fa free, aye
Dodging all da shade
I knew one day I could shine
Don't be juh about yo business
But yo bidness you should mind
Pull up I don't see a check
I dun saw enough
Tryna flip dis last cutie
Umma work from dawn to dusk, aye
I just want da cash get a stash stack it fast
Got the crib hella loud
Neighbors think I'm sellin'
Gas
Hit the blunt I
Pass
Yea I'm moving
Fast
Bitch better have my money
Ain't no games, I'm on yo ass
Name a nigga harder than me
I'll sit back and laugh
Ha...
Ahh...
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Writer(s): Jonathan Morgan
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