Some More
Slime a nigga I gotta get money
I gotta get more and I'm tryna get dough
And these niggas wanna see me all on the floor
And these bitches wanna see me toting a pole
And I gotta get money I gotta get gwalla
These bitches on me yeah they tryna come Holla
I gotta big Thirty'Three call it that fye fye
Posted on the block I feel like I'm Zaza
My opps yeah they lucky that I had me a son
Run up me bitch I got me a gun Run up me yeah I bet that you run
I ain't fighting for free I ain't fighting for fun
Remember them days I would trap out the Waffle House
I got them choppas I'll chalk you out
Knock a nigga down I won't even think about you
I'm tryna get some mf profit out you
(Yeah yeah) I get that money I'm tryna get more
Run that shit up when I sit at the store
Remembering them days I was broke
Remember I was sleep on the floor
Gotta go kick me a door
Had to go get off that floor ouu (Yeah)
Even tho we be fighting I think about you everything that I do I survive wish I could stop it bout you
The fighting we do ain't called for I got you
You gave me a son I'm doing life about you
So why you tryna try me like I'm tryna beside you
And take you outta position of my value
And these niggas wanna see me all on the floor
And these bitches wanna see me toting a pole
And I gotta get money I gotta get gwalla
These bitches on me yeah they tryna come Holla
I gotta big Thirty'Three call it that fye fye
Posted on the block I feel like I'm Zaza
My opps yeah they lucky that I had me a son
Run up me bitch I got me a gun Run up me yeah I bet that you run
I ain't fighting for free I ain't fighting for fun
Remember them days I would trap out the Waffle House
I got them choppas I'll chalk you out
Knock a nigga down I won't even think about you
I'm tryna get some mf profit out you (yeah yeah)
I get that money I'm tryna get more
(Yeah yeah) I done sold all these bags told em I need some more
Came a long way from the store
I ain't gotta trap at no store nomo cause I'm on
Having things since I was young nigga been having motion
Been having loads by the boat trap floating
Been stacking paper by the load but I ain't boasting
Been had ya hoe in the throat the bitch going
Yeah big apes nigga know what we on (Yeah)
Imma trapper I don't wear Vlone
Yeah I been trapping same fit week strong
Yeah I don't know (Yeah)
Where the fuck they was at when I was broke
Yeah When I was trapping them bombs at the store
Yeah ask shawty having bombs for the low
Yeah I done turnt a crumb to a load (Let's do it)
Yeah I'm outside yeah Homicide yeah
Big Homicide when we slide yeah
He can hide yeah he can try it yeah
Nigga probably catch him on live yeah
These niggas be cap they ain't shooting shit
Yeah we be sponsored by timbs we booting shit
Aww man bad bitch find out where y'all staying and it was all planned
These niggas wanna see me all on the floor
And these bitches wanna see me toting a pole
And I gotta get money I gotta get gwalla
These bitches on me yeah they tryna come Holla
I gotta big Thirty'Three call it that fye fye
Posted on the block I feel like I'm Zaza
My opps yeah they lucky that I had me a son
Run up me bitch I got me a gun Run up me yeah I bet that you run
I ain't fighting for free I ain't fighting for fun
Remember them days I would trap out the Waffle House
I got them choppas I'll chalk you out
Knock a nigga down I won't even think about you
I'm tryna get some mf profit out you (Yeah yeah)
I get that money I'm tryna get more
I gotta get more and I'm tryna get dough
And these niggas wanna see me all on the floor
And these bitches wanna see me toting a pole
And I gotta get money I gotta get gwalla
These bitches on me yeah they tryna come Holla
I gotta big Thirty'Three call it that fye fye
Posted on the block I feel like I'm Zaza
My opps yeah they lucky that I had me a son
Run up me bitch I got me a gun Run up me yeah I bet that you run
I ain't fighting for free I ain't fighting for fun
Remember them days I would trap out the Waffle House
I got them choppas I'll chalk you out
Knock a nigga down I won't even think about you
I'm tryna get some mf profit out you
(Yeah yeah) I get that money I'm tryna get more
Run that shit up when I sit at the store
Remembering them days I was broke
Remember I was sleep on the floor
Gotta go kick me a door
Had to go get off that floor ouu (Yeah)
Even tho we be fighting I think about you everything that I do I survive wish I could stop it bout you
The fighting we do ain't called for I got you
You gave me a son I'm doing life about you
So why you tryna try me like I'm tryna beside you
And take you outta position of my value
And these niggas wanna see me all on the floor
And these bitches wanna see me toting a pole
And I gotta get money I gotta get gwalla
These bitches on me yeah they tryna come Holla
I gotta big Thirty'Three call it that fye fye
Posted on the block I feel like I'm Zaza
My opps yeah they lucky that I had me a son
Run up me bitch I got me a gun Run up me yeah I bet that you run
I ain't fighting for free I ain't fighting for fun
Remember them days I would trap out the Waffle House
I got them choppas I'll chalk you out
Knock a nigga down I won't even think about you
I'm tryna get some mf profit out you (yeah yeah)
I get that money I'm tryna get more
(Yeah yeah) I done sold all these bags told em I need some more
Came a long way from the store
I ain't gotta trap at no store nomo cause I'm on
Having things since I was young nigga been having motion
Been having loads by the boat trap floating
Been stacking paper by the load but I ain't boasting
Been had ya hoe in the throat the bitch going
Yeah big apes nigga know what we on (Yeah)
Imma trapper I don't wear Vlone
Yeah I been trapping same fit week strong
Yeah I don't know (Yeah)
Where the fuck they was at when I was broke
Yeah When I was trapping them bombs at the store
Yeah ask shawty having bombs for the low
Yeah I done turnt a crumb to a load (Let's do it)
Yeah I'm outside yeah Homicide yeah
Big Homicide when we slide yeah
He can hide yeah he can try it yeah
Nigga probably catch him on live yeah
These niggas be cap they ain't shooting shit
Yeah we be sponsored by timbs we booting shit
Aww man bad bitch find out where y'all staying and it was all planned
These niggas wanna see me all on the floor
And these bitches wanna see me toting a pole
And I gotta get money I gotta get gwalla
These bitches on me yeah they tryna come Holla
I gotta big Thirty'Three call it that fye fye
Posted on the block I feel like I'm Zaza
My opps yeah they lucky that I had me a son
Run up me bitch I got me a gun Run up me yeah I bet that you run
I ain't fighting for free I ain't fighting for fun
Remember them days I would trap out the Waffle House
I got them choppas I'll chalk you out
Knock a nigga down I won't even think about you
I'm tryna get some mf profit out you (Yeah yeah)
I get that money I'm tryna get more
Credits
Writer(s): Malik Jackson
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