Season Finale

Hm hm
Big Nola big LRN shit
Ya heard me
Got my nigga flyy in this bitch
Washam
(Ya heard me)
Stop fucking playing nigga
Ye eh
I be riding with it
I ain't hiding really
And my mama Christian
But ah church a nigga
Why you clutching pistols ay
Trash man came Tuesday
Today Friday
Yeen dumping really
Got some tinted windows
But these niggas bricking
Na come hit me with it
All I know for real is that I'm really with the bidness
Nigga I promise I'm

Tryna get season finale
Make a opp run again
Uh uh he re-run
These niggas be pleasers
Bitches is birds they be eager
I don't need none
And I'm like one outta one
I'm on top of the niggas
I ain't flashing my gun be done popped me a Nigga
For leisure
I ain't them people I'm preaching
Fuck it don't need none
I couldn't afford it
They though I was rich
I didn't post it
So they thought I was a bitch
I'm real important
Na I make executive orders
What a ex is, they don't exist
I'm with lil jit who check them pockets
They don't like it
Please don't try diss
You cause disaster
Ion like dis

I cut my old bitch off
I don't need her
Hoe really tripping
Can't cut big B handle business
Whole time I been living low
Na a hoe want my attention
Ignore like terms and conditions
Told the hoe that I'm a loss
I finaled the season
Ride in a cadi
Tell that hoe to stop teasing
Big Bobby brown
Got a fye new edition
Cash on Gee books, nuke books, Ave books
I don't even do no reading
All up in the yo with my bros
Opposition all on my dick
I told 'em to blow
Cause I'm ready to go
Got my pole opposition know I ain't gone sweat
Begging for a treaty
Na it's too late I got Murder in my beanie
Nigga fuck what you meaning
Pull up with my boys and we clear the whole scenery

Season finale
Make a opp run again
Uh uh he re-run
These niggas be pleasers
Bitches is birds they be eager
I don't need none
And I'm like one outta one
I'm on top of the niggas
I ain't flashing my gun be done popped me a Nigga
For leisure
I ain't them people I'm preaching
Fuck it don't need none
I couldn't afford it
They though I was rich
I didn't post it
So they thought I was a bitch
I'm real important
Na I make executive orders
What a ex is, they don't exist
I'm with lil jit who check them pockets
They don't like it
Please don't try diss
You cause disaster
Ion like dis
Uh hoh

Went legit who check them pockets
They don't like it
Please don't try diss you cause disasters
I don't like diss
Jit who check them pockets
They don't like it
Please don't try diss
You cause disaster
Ion like it
Who checking them pockets
Ye
Lemme see what them pockets
Ye
I'm with lil jit who check them pockets they don't like it
Ye eh
Uh
I went legit who check them pockets
They don't like it
Please don't try diss and cause disaster
Ion like dis



Credits
Writer(s): Mia-ashanti Lindsey
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