Still
Ain't know no snakes was in that grass
Until I heard em hissing
And I knew you was a thot
That's why we fucked
But we ain't do no kissing
I was getting pussy back when I ain't have a pot to piss in
And I ain't running from no smoke that's from the opposition
Wanna have a shootout
Nigga let me be your competition
I've been paranoid
I need some guns and hell of ammunition
And I got to keep a poll like I'm a politician
(I say I got to keep a poll like I'm a politician)
I know I came twice
But I don't give no fuck I'm still fucking
Seen him hit the floor
But they don't give no fuck they still bussing
We see cops around
But we don't give no fuck we still clutching
Started getting money last year
And that shit still coming
Seen us and he ran
Pussy nigga probably still running
Heard you fell in love with a thot
Goofy nigga still loving
She know I got a bitch
But she still crushing
(Yea She know I got a bitch but she still crushing)
You know I'm still getting money
I'm still
Still focused
Still
Still stacking up the bread still
Still waiting on my time
Always on my grind
You hear me
When I got scared to lose my life
I copped my first pipe
I'm that nigga
So she gave it up the first night
I lost my big homie
It's feeling like the worst night
I lost my big homie
It's feeling like a cursed night
You the one that taught me
How to whip that work right
You the one that taught me
How to pour that purp right
You the one that taught me
How to roll my blunts right
I see your killer
I might kill him on the first sight
Bullet ain't got no name nigga
But you can get it customized
Run up in yo house undisguised
Why you look surprised?
Try me or the gang
Might as well call that shit suicide
Saw you was a lame
So I had to go and cut the ties
Go walk a mile in my shoes
And you just might start to understand
Swiped the debit card
I left my cash in my other pants
Loyal to that bitch
But you found out she with her other man
You've been chasing pussy
I've been out here chasing rubberbands
Got to keep a gun
But it's only for protection
Even if I hit you once
Girl you part of my collection
Even real niggas need that love and affection
Fucked her one time
Now she say I'm her obsession
Talking on the gram
Pussy nigga come and see me
That bitch pussy so hot
It could probably burn a CD
Ain't stopping for no coppers
Tell them crackas come and get me
And don't ask me if im lacking
Cause you know I got it with me
Until I heard em hissing
And I knew you was a thot
That's why we fucked
But we ain't do no kissing
I was getting pussy back when I ain't have a pot to piss in
And I ain't running from no smoke that's from the opposition
Wanna have a shootout
Nigga let me be your competition
I've been paranoid
I need some guns and hell of ammunition
And I got to keep a poll like I'm a politician
(I say I got to keep a poll like I'm a politician)
I know I came twice
But I don't give no fuck I'm still fucking
Seen him hit the floor
But they don't give no fuck they still bussing
We see cops around
But we don't give no fuck we still clutching
Started getting money last year
And that shit still coming
Seen us and he ran
Pussy nigga probably still running
Heard you fell in love with a thot
Goofy nigga still loving
She know I got a bitch
But she still crushing
(Yea She know I got a bitch but she still crushing)
You know I'm still getting money
I'm still
Still focused
Still
Still stacking up the bread still
Still waiting on my time
Always on my grind
You hear me
When I got scared to lose my life
I copped my first pipe
I'm that nigga
So she gave it up the first night
I lost my big homie
It's feeling like the worst night
I lost my big homie
It's feeling like a cursed night
You the one that taught me
How to whip that work right
You the one that taught me
How to pour that purp right
You the one that taught me
How to roll my blunts right
I see your killer
I might kill him on the first sight
Bullet ain't got no name nigga
But you can get it customized
Run up in yo house undisguised
Why you look surprised?
Try me or the gang
Might as well call that shit suicide
Saw you was a lame
So I had to go and cut the ties
Go walk a mile in my shoes
And you just might start to understand
Swiped the debit card
I left my cash in my other pants
Loyal to that bitch
But you found out she with her other man
You've been chasing pussy
I've been out here chasing rubberbands
Got to keep a gun
But it's only for protection
Even if I hit you once
Girl you part of my collection
Even real niggas need that love and affection
Fucked her one time
Now she say I'm her obsession
Talking on the gram
Pussy nigga come and see me
That bitch pussy so hot
It could probably burn a CD
Ain't stopping for no coppers
Tell them crackas come and get me
And don't ask me if im lacking
Cause you know I got it with me
Credits
Writer(s): Myles Caldwell
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