Used To Shit
I told my bitch to hit the ground she a road runner
Told my bro I'm on the way got some gas on us
I Stack my hunnids like some chips look like lays don't it
Ina Rari on the E Way we some big stunnas
I smoke so much it look like clouds in the whip don't it
These bitches tweakin off a shot tell em drinks on us
You Niggas saying that we wild they ain used to this
And This ain new to us cuz we used to shit
Do the dash Nîgga
I feel like gunna in my bag Nîgga
My BB belt hold up my pants nigga
You play wit us and you be dead Nîgga
Don't show your hand less you got bread Nîgga
We finna turn it up
I do my dance Nîgga circle up
We in Yo city you not one of us
You rep yo city Nîgga throw it up
It's all love if you rock wit us
Sexy bitches on the poll tell em twerk for us
Pollarina yeah she bad she like teasing us
My luh bitch spoiled got Chanel on her
Ima put another bag on her
You play around that's a tag on yah
I told my bitch to hit the ground she a road runner
Told my bro I'm on the way got some gas on us
I Stack my hunnids like some chips look like lays don't it
Ina Rari on the E Way we some big stunnas
I smoke so much it look like clouds in the whip don't it
These bitches tweakin off a shot tell em drinks on us
You Niggas saying that we wild they ain used to this
And This ain new to us cuz we used to shit
Told my bro I'm on the way got some gas on us
I Stack my hunnids like some chips look like lays don't it
Ina Rari on the E Way we some big stunnas
I smoke so much it look like clouds in the whip don't it
These bitches tweakin off a shot tell em drinks on us
You Niggas saying that we wild they ain used to this
And This ain new to us cuz we used to shit
Do the dash Nîgga
I feel like gunna in my bag Nîgga
My BB belt hold up my pants nigga
You play wit us and you be dead Nîgga
Don't show your hand less you got bread Nîgga
We finna turn it up
I do my dance Nîgga circle up
We in Yo city you not one of us
You rep yo city Nîgga throw it up
It's all love if you rock wit us
Sexy bitches on the poll tell em twerk for us
Pollarina yeah she bad she like teasing us
My luh bitch spoiled got Chanel on her
Ima put another bag on her
You play around that's a tag on yah
I told my bitch to hit the ground she a road runner
Told my bro I'm on the way got some gas on us
I Stack my hunnids like some chips look like lays don't it
Ina Rari on the E Way we some big stunnas
I smoke so much it look like clouds in the whip don't it
These bitches tweakin off a shot tell em drinks on us
You Niggas saying that we wild they ain used to this
And This ain new to us cuz we used to shit
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Suttle
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