Catch Up
Two steppin, prep filet mignon in my kitchen
Bitch trippin cause I kicked her out, was money fishin
With the birds, run up have you hit with the pigeon
No competition, make a bag, got a different vision
Just add it, keep the cold out with the Gucci jacket
No Patek, still drippin not in my bracket
Keep stackin, you will never catch me lackin
Finished the blunt, grabbed another wrap and packed it
Out the window, speeding down the highway
He talkin shit, lead em to the alley
Flick it on the carpet, don't need an ashtray
Came with you, leave with me cause it's her birthday
Popped a bottle, poured a shot of bombay
Lit a blunt, and smoked it down the walkway
High as fuck, and vibin in the midday
Ever did me wrong, gonna catch up someday
Light my blunt, and bitch we gon stunt
And bitch we don't front, and bitch if you do us dirty we be force to hunt
He sneaky like a bunt, gon be a battlefront
Just keep it real and keep it g, you'll never meet the grunt
We boolin by the bay, won't see us in the day
Creepin in the night, fry him like some fish fillet
Cause he gon betray, cause he gon foul play
Never trust a bitch who asks how much your pockets weigh
Got the steeze, so many of these hoes acting like fleas
So many flows, paper come with ease, so many pros, stackin up blue cheese
And I don't sleep, can't hang with most cause they sheep
Yeah she stay neat, bob her head in the jeep
We not cheap, don't care if that price tag steep
Got so much designer call that dirty laundry
Hit you with the stick, but no heater on me
Make it happen in a second, one two three
Floating like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Choppa ring ring, screeching like a banshee
Choppa sing sing, light up smokin big tree
Girl gimme top, she deserve a degree
Locked up like a animal, just wanting to be free
Just lit a blunt right up in the marquee
Bitch trippin cause I kicked her out, was money fishin
With the birds, run up have you hit with the pigeon
No competition, make a bag, got a different vision
Just add it, keep the cold out with the Gucci jacket
No Patek, still drippin not in my bracket
Keep stackin, you will never catch me lackin
Finished the blunt, grabbed another wrap and packed it
Out the window, speeding down the highway
He talkin shit, lead em to the alley
Flick it on the carpet, don't need an ashtray
Came with you, leave with me cause it's her birthday
Popped a bottle, poured a shot of bombay
Lit a blunt, and smoked it down the walkway
High as fuck, and vibin in the midday
Ever did me wrong, gonna catch up someday
Light my blunt, and bitch we gon stunt
And bitch we don't front, and bitch if you do us dirty we be force to hunt
He sneaky like a bunt, gon be a battlefront
Just keep it real and keep it g, you'll never meet the grunt
We boolin by the bay, won't see us in the day
Creepin in the night, fry him like some fish fillet
Cause he gon betray, cause he gon foul play
Never trust a bitch who asks how much your pockets weigh
Got the steeze, so many of these hoes acting like fleas
So many flows, paper come with ease, so many pros, stackin up blue cheese
And I don't sleep, can't hang with most cause they sheep
Yeah she stay neat, bob her head in the jeep
We not cheap, don't care if that price tag steep
Got so much designer call that dirty laundry
Hit you with the stick, but no heater on me
Make it happen in a second, one two three
Floating like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Choppa ring ring, screeching like a banshee
Choppa sing sing, light up smokin big tree
Girl gimme top, she deserve a degree
Locked up like a animal, just wanting to be free
Just lit a blunt right up in the marquee
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Writer(s): Sydney Colaw
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