Story That They Wrote (feat. Li'l Yammies)

Always been myself never been caught up in the loop
Sweet vanilla baby if you fuck with me you gotta scoop
Peanut butter insides is what I got for my new coup
Won't forget about that time i put some gold up on my tooth

If you wanna know my mood
You could just glance up at my ring
Ruby red, crimson light, ya
It make my chopper sing
Keep your blood up off my robe
And dirty hands up off my bling
Shoulda known you had it coming
When you disrespect a king

When I come around
I don't need no club
Got that... sound
Bumpin out my sub

Flexin like I got it
When I really don't, naw
People say they want it
Story that they wrote

When I come around
I don't need no club, hell naw
Got that... sound
Bumpin out my sub

Flexin like I got it
When I really don't, naw
People say they want it
Story that they wrote

Story that they wrote

Aight hold up

I got the juice
I got the squeeze
I got the car with no keys
Talking no keys it's a push start
Blow so cold make you freeze

Poppin and swervin and skirtin the whip
These diamonds are shining just watch how they drip
They wanna be me they say I'm legit
But the puzzles complete ain't no way you could fit

Aight hold up
Aight hold up

Hold up

Aight hold up

If you wanna know my mood
You could just glance up at my ring
Ruby red, crimson light, ya
It make my chopper sing
Keep your blood up off my robe
And dirty hands up off my bling
Shoulda known you had it coming
When you disrespect a king

When I come around
I don't need no club
Got that... sound
Bumpin out my sub

Flexin like I got it
When I really don't, naw
People say they want it
Story that they wrote

When I come around
I don't need no club, hell naw
Got that... sound
Bumpin out my sub

Flexin like I got it
When I really don't, naw
People say they want it
Story that they wrote

Story that they wrote

Story that they
Story that they



Credits
Writer(s): Randi Vanvoorhees
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