Built Right
People ain't built right
Get left you don't do right
I'm cold maybe too much ice
Do me I don't need advice
Yeah my pockets got mumps
Like my trunk to be in the front
If it ain't money I'm stupid I'm dumb
Beefing with me you finished ya' done
Swervin' hard I was off that lean on rocks
You ain't what I'm on then you might as well kick rocks
Gang got everything you need might as well go shop
These niggas ain't real that's why they always flop
I'm headed overseas
Just look up I'm in the sky
Told her get on her knees
And go to the tippy top
No this is not a lease
You know that I bought it out
Like my bitches pretty
Like em' to act saditty
Baby I'm in yo bity
Gone' head pop that kitty
Keep the fire these streets is risky
Be quiet the feds is listening
Wait hold on
Yeah yo girl bad she a hoe though
I'm out of this world in the ozone
Ice on me cold just like frozone
Niggas be rats who they told on
Keep a nine on me like tony romo
Go shopping don't ask for the total
Can't fuck with no one that's too shallow
No kids cause I make a bitch swallow
People ain't built right
Get left you don't do right
I'm cold maybe too much ice
Do me I don't need advice
Yeah my pockets got mumps
Like my trunk to be in the front
If it ain't money I'm stupid I'm dumb
Beefing with me you finished ya' done
Get left you don't do right
I'm cold maybe too much ice
Do me I don't need advice
Yeah my pockets got mumps
Like my trunk to be in the front
If it ain't money I'm stupid I'm dumb
Beefing with me you finished ya' done
Swervin' hard I was off that lean on rocks
You ain't what I'm on then you might as well kick rocks
Gang got everything you need might as well go shop
These niggas ain't real that's why they always flop
I'm headed overseas
Just look up I'm in the sky
Told her get on her knees
And go to the tippy top
No this is not a lease
You know that I bought it out
Like my bitches pretty
Like em' to act saditty
Baby I'm in yo bity
Gone' head pop that kitty
Keep the fire these streets is risky
Be quiet the feds is listening
Wait hold on
Yeah yo girl bad she a hoe though
I'm out of this world in the ozone
Ice on me cold just like frozone
Niggas be rats who they told on
Keep a nine on me like tony romo
Go shopping don't ask for the total
Can't fuck with no one that's too shallow
No kids cause I make a bitch swallow
People ain't built right
Get left you don't do right
I'm cold maybe too much ice
Do me I don't need advice
Yeah my pockets got mumps
Like my trunk to be in the front
If it ain't money I'm stupid I'm dumb
Beefing with me you finished ya' done
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Writer(s): Aaron Alexander
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