Bully
Glttttttt, baow!
26
Rowe
I get on my, I get on my bully
Gang, gang gang gang
Woah
Rowe
On my bully, I get on my bully
Cash flow break the faucet, ya gon have to sue me
Get on my bully, pray I don't be moody
Soon as niggas triggered watch how they gon pull it
Peel away
Nigga tight cuz he a pussy, feel a way
Feel a way
Feel away
What yo bitch tell me when she off the berry cake
Feel a way
Feel away
All the blunts smoked to the ash, gon fill the tray
Feel a way
Feel away
Without the h I know ya niggas gone astray
It's make or break but I'll destroy what you create
It's give and take but I'll get rich n make you pay
Boy you drunk, you on that 1948
And when it's dark lil mama move how I do say (D'ussé)
And speaking of, I could hit em with that français
Look at a hater like va te faire enculer
I get real foreign with niggas, don't trust no fakes
(I'm not like y'all, ya not like us)
Bakin off the wake
Niggas milk, they better shake
On my bully, I get on my bully
Cash flow break the faucet, ya gon have to sue me
Get on my bully, pray I don't be moody
Soon as niggas triggered watch how they gon pull it
Peel away
Nigga tight cuz he a pussy, feel a way (lil pussy)
Feel a way
Feel away
What yo bitch tell me when she off the berry cake
Feel a way
Off the rip
We bananas, you gon split
Hide the cameras, roll the clips
David Banner, got 4 eyes but we don't miss
I'm so NY, my sturdy shit
The iron put a hole-in-one
I take two shots, I hit the liqs
On some fly as a birdie shit
Par is 3
Won't go as hard as me
Bitches got me type annoyed but that BS don't bother me
Ain't called a nigga dad since I was 6, how you gon father me?
All for one and one for all
(Sike nah bitch it's all for me, gimme dat)
It's either hunt or you don't eat
Size 12 but ain't nobody gon put themselves in my feets
Raise hell, why u think niggas die and it's Rest In Peace?
Farewell, or don't nigga, either way I'm stacking breesh
Gang, gang
On my bully, I get on my bully
Cash flow break the faucet, ya gon have to sue me
Get on my bully, pray I don't be moody
Soon as niggas triggered watch how they gon pull it
Peel away
Nigga tight cuz he a pussy, feel a way (lil pussy)
Feel a way
Feel away
What yo bitch tell me when she off the berry cake
Feel a way
Feel away
All the blunts smoked to the ash, gon fill the tray
Feel a way
Feel away
Without the h I know ya niggas gone astray
(Gone astray, gone astray)
26
Rowe
I get on my, I get on my bully
Gang, gang gang gang
Woah
Rowe
On my bully, I get on my bully
Cash flow break the faucet, ya gon have to sue me
Get on my bully, pray I don't be moody
Soon as niggas triggered watch how they gon pull it
Peel away
Nigga tight cuz he a pussy, feel a way
Feel a way
Feel away
What yo bitch tell me when she off the berry cake
Feel a way
Feel away
All the blunts smoked to the ash, gon fill the tray
Feel a way
Feel away
Without the h I know ya niggas gone astray
It's make or break but I'll destroy what you create
It's give and take but I'll get rich n make you pay
Boy you drunk, you on that 1948
And when it's dark lil mama move how I do say (D'ussé)
And speaking of, I could hit em with that français
Look at a hater like va te faire enculer
I get real foreign with niggas, don't trust no fakes
(I'm not like y'all, ya not like us)
Bakin off the wake
Niggas milk, they better shake
On my bully, I get on my bully
Cash flow break the faucet, ya gon have to sue me
Get on my bully, pray I don't be moody
Soon as niggas triggered watch how they gon pull it
Peel away
Nigga tight cuz he a pussy, feel a way (lil pussy)
Feel a way
Feel away
What yo bitch tell me when she off the berry cake
Feel a way
Off the rip
We bananas, you gon split
Hide the cameras, roll the clips
David Banner, got 4 eyes but we don't miss
I'm so NY, my sturdy shit
The iron put a hole-in-one
I take two shots, I hit the liqs
On some fly as a birdie shit
Par is 3
Won't go as hard as me
Bitches got me type annoyed but that BS don't bother me
Ain't called a nigga dad since I was 6, how you gon father me?
All for one and one for all
(Sike nah bitch it's all for me, gimme dat)
It's either hunt or you don't eat
Size 12 but ain't nobody gon put themselves in my feets
Raise hell, why u think niggas die and it's Rest In Peace?
Farewell, or don't nigga, either way I'm stacking breesh
Gang, gang
On my bully, I get on my bully
Cash flow break the faucet, ya gon have to sue me
Get on my bully, pray I don't be moody
Soon as niggas triggered watch how they gon pull it
Peel away
Nigga tight cuz he a pussy, feel a way (lil pussy)
Feel a way
Feel away
What yo bitch tell me when she off the berry cake
Feel a way
Feel away
All the blunts smoked to the ash, gon fill the tray
Feel a way
Feel away
Without the h I know ya niggas gone astray
(Gone astray, gone astray)
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Writer(s): Bahsil Moody
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