Envy

Hollow hit you and put you through torture
Put 'em up like a pegasus
Open the registers
Niggas come through and really extort you
Sick like I need the medicine
Fuck up the citizens
I wipe 'em out like corona
Groovy move like American solider
Eligrooves never bend like a folder
Make your hoe P-O-P like soda
T-O-P on your bitch bend it over
P-O-V on that bitch on the sofa
E-A-T on the cat the Doja
And I'm still looking my shoulder
Cause them niggas be snake like a cobra
And my opps ain't the friendliest
Niggas the pettiest
I gotta stunt on 'em niggas just envious
Niggas still

Envy
Envy
Envy
Me
Solo
Dolo
That's off
Me
Fast car
Nascar
S-R-T
I win
You lose
Play for keeps

Mama know a nigga gon go up
Check the score on the board
My nigga I'm four up
Move slow off the mo'
My nigga I pour up
So high that my plugs just told me to slow up
And they thought shit was sweet
They really don't know us
What's the status on the smoke
I already rolled up
Make the coup move fast
I'm fucking the road up
Watched you mirroring the play
I think that you owe us
I love women I need me an army
Love no woman except for my mommy
Call me chucky I keep me a tommy
First it's sour then sweet like a gummy
Locking eyes put dick in her tummy
Ate my offspring she said it was yummy
Call me Evil Knievel I'm stunting
We squash 'em out like he part of a pumpkin
In yo crib at the push of the button
Put the pump to his gut cause it's fuck him
Pump pump pump pump it up like Joe Budden
Go to sleep with a hole in your stomach
Y'all be tripping like cops on the TV
6-3-1 Give a call if you need me
Niggas envy until niggas need me
Niggas envy cause they wanna be me

Envy
Envy
Envy
Me
Solo
Dolo
That's off
Me
Fast car
Nascar
S-R-T
I win
You lose
Play for keeps

Yeah
Keeping these bitches in line
Got 20 hoes and 19 of them fine
Got 30 Perkies and ten of 'em extra
I'm boutta take five and the rest for my guys
I'm with whatever it's really whatever
If she wanna fuck then she get on the line
Can't trust no woman or lay with a thot
Learned from a jit that these birdies be lying
If he wanna pull up
Then he come correct
Not bodybuilding
Not hitting no chest
I aim for head
Aim for the neck
Aim for the throat and I know the connects
I come from the show and I'm signing on breasts
I got groupie hoes and they throwing me neck
I hop on the mic and you don't know what's coming
I'm grabbing the bag and I'm cashing these checks
Yeah

I'm fucking it up
Me and my niggas we fucking it up
Me and my bitches we fucking it up
When we come to the party we fucking it up
Yeah

They call KB and the B is for
Big booty bitches that's
Rolling my blunts in the
Backwoods and throwing it
Back in the Back of the truck
Keep it a buck
Yeah
Don't tell me bout your block nigga fuck them
Don't tell me bout your glocks you don't bust them
Fuck an Audemar I want a bussdown,
I got a thotiana she 'gon bust down
Movie
Thug life
Honeys
No wife
Good weed
Smoke up
Coma
Just woke up
King

Envy
Envy
Envy
Me
Solo
Dolo
That's off
Me
Fast car
Nascar
S-R-T
I win
You lose
Play for keeps



Credits
Writer(s): Elijah King
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