Calm Shit
Brand new car I know ya man can't afford it
Used to be civics but now we spining in them porches
I want It I get it don't give a fuck what the cost is
I Got a new bitch she speaking French and she gorgeous
I'm running this shit you niggas know just who the boss is
My three in this bitch I give the word and he gon off 'em
D&g on my kicks I don't really wear 'em often
I really be chilling I really be up on some calm shit
Really be chilling I really be up on some calm shit
My niggas be tripping they be too quick to try to bomb shit
Back out dior that's just to finish off a calm fit
Back out the fifth that's if we encounter conflict
We switching positions she move her body like a goddess
Every time that I hit it she say that I'm her favorite artist
The way I can't miss it got me shrugging like I'm Jordan
Was hungry as shit had me pumping like a faucet
Pockets fucked up and all I wanted was some forces
My time was coming I knew it I just couldn't force it
Ain't even on and niggas saying that I lost it
Backend baby i needed that for the walk in
I got to the bag then I cut it into portions
Feed all the gang now just look at us we all lit
Balling in them trenches heard that money calling
Hella traps in that jungle pray I never fall in
Take a gamble not to struggle told that bitch I'm all in
Momma said I gotta hussle that's just what her boy did
Coming in between my fetty I'll split that boy wig
Niggas tough until they see he was never on shit
Niggas hate but wanna be me so they heavy on dick
Remember bitches used to grease me now I know all sick
Brand new car I know ya man can't afford it
Used to be civics but now we spining in them porches
I want It I get it don't give a fuck what the cost is
I Got a new bitch she speaking French and she gorgeous
I'm running this shit you niggas know just who the boss is
My three in this bitch I give the word and he gon off 'em
D&g on my kicks I don't really wear 'em often
I really be chilling I really be up on some calm shit
Roll the Za light the spliff and put them niggas in the air
I cannot wife a bitch I know the love ain't really there
I just wanna pipe the bitch told her ain't no feelings here
Balenci on me tight as shit think I need a different pair
Diamonds on me bright as shit VS got a different glare
Youngin been sniping shit never seen 'em shed a tear
When I fuck bite a bitch smack her ass and pull her hair
Remember I ain't have no picks made a nigga gimme there's
Judge and the witness only people that I really fear
Pack in the mail I'm just praying that it make it here
To the top wasn't easy a nigga had to take the stairs
Gunplay real smoke you don't wanna take it there
Dirty chopper send 'em to the doctor hope you make it there
Got a opp let 'em run a block just to make it fair
Spin The block till done it's I know them niggas hate it here
Brand new car I know ya man can't afford it
Used to be civics but now we spining in them porches
I want It I get it don't give a fuck what the cost is
I Got a new bitch she speaking French and she gorgeous
I'm running this shit you niggas know just who the boss is
My three in this bitch I give the word and he gon off 'em
D&g on my kicks I don't really wear 'em often
I really be chilling I really be up on some calm shit
Used to be civics but now we spining in them porches
I want It I get it don't give a fuck what the cost is
I Got a new bitch she speaking French and she gorgeous
I'm running this shit you niggas know just who the boss is
My three in this bitch I give the word and he gon off 'em
D&g on my kicks I don't really wear 'em often
I really be chilling I really be up on some calm shit
Really be chilling I really be up on some calm shit
My niggas be tripping they be too quick to try to bomb shit
Back out dior that's just to finish off a calm fit
Back out the fifth that's if we encounter conflict
We switching positions she move her body like a goddess
Every time that I hit it she say that I'm her favorite artist
The way I can't miss it got me shrugging like I'm Jordan
Was hungry as shit had me pumping like a faucet
Pockets fucked up and all I wanted was some forces
My time was coming I knew it I just couldn't force it
Ain't even on and niggas saying that I lost it
Backend baby i needed that for the walk in
I got to the bag then I cut it into portions
Feed all the gang now just look at us we all lit
Balling in them trenches heard that money calling
Hella traps in that jungle pray I never fall in
Take a gamble not to struggle told that bitch I'm all in
Momma said I gotta hussle that's just what her boy did
Coming in between my fetty I'll split that boy wig
Niggas tough until they see he was never on shit
Niggas hate but wanna be me so they heavy on dick
Remember bitches used to grease me now I know all sick
Brand new car I know ya man can't afford it
Used to be civics but now we spining in them porches
I want It I get it don't give a fuck what the cost is
I Got a new bitch she speaking French and she gorgeous
I'm running this shit you niggas know just who the boss is
My three in this bitch I give the word and he gon off 'em
D&g on my kicks I don't really wear 'em often
I really be chilling I really be up on some calm shit
Roll the Za light the spliff and put them niggas in the air
I cannot wife a bitch I know the love ain't really there
I just wanna pipe the bitch told her ain't no feelings here
Balenci on me tight as shit think I need a different pair
Diamonds on me bright as shit VS got a different glare
Youngin been sniping shit never seen 'em shed a tear
When I fuck bite a bitch smack her ass and pull her hair
Remember I ain't have no picks made a nigga gimme there's
Judge and the witness only people that I really fear
Pack in the mail I'm just praying that it make it here
To the top wasn't easy a nigga had to take the stairs
Gunplay real smoke you don't wanna take it there
Dirty chopper send 'em to the doctor hope you make it there
Got a opp let 'em run a block just to make it fair
Spin The block till done it's I know them niggas hate it here
Brand new car I know ya man can't afford it
Used to be civics but now we spining in them porches
I want It I get it don't give a fuck what the cost is
I Got a new bitch she speaking French and she gorgeous
I'm running this shit you niggas know just who the boss is
My three in this bitch I give the word and he gon off 'em
D&g on my kicks I don't really wear 'em often
I really be chilling I really be up on some calm shit
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Writer(s): Dashawn Branch
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