Scales & Glocks
Breaking down exotic
Weed in the car
Started with 28
Now I got 16 in tha jar
I don't like
Lick weed shit be too cheap
I keep scales and Glocks
If u wanna cop it from me
Average size feet
So I don't step
On niggas toes
Turned ya back on me
It Laundry day
Ima wash a few loads
I code name money
As cereal
I got a few bowls
Everybody got a different story to be told
Well well well
I'm in the streets again
All I got is HighMuzik
I don't need no friends
N I just got another
Plug now all I need is 10
I'm rob sombody
Cop more
N do it again
Who say when u in the streets
U don't learn shit
Most of these Ppl
Have intent to Arson
Burning bridges
I'm bouta drop down
On my ice shit
Got Ya eyes burning
When the Vs hit
Fuck it so I put a
V12 on my engine
Ya shit slow Ima leave it
They swore I wasn't go be shit
Well I beg to differ bitch
N don't raise your voice at me
I'm known to lose my temper
Quick
Smoking woods
Isolated in tent
N I promise
I'm still good on my rent
N gotta more hoes
Following my sent
Breaking down exotic
Weed in the car
Started with 28
Now I got 16 in tha jar
I don't like
Lick weed shit be too cheap
I keep scales and Glocks
If u wanna cop it from me
Average size feet
So I don't step
On niggas toes
Turned ya back on me
It Laundry day
Ima wash a few loads
I code name money
As cereal
I got a few bowls
Everybody got a different story to be told
Yea if ain't bout money
I won't be textn
I hit all net
U brick like Tetris
I'm pocket building
Why u niggas out here
Still broke n Flexin
N I promise
I never let another bitch stress me
N I never asked for a plug
Only tha lord can bless me
When I was in school
I didn't like when the teachers tested me
I left in tha past
All the fake pricks
I got money
She a fool
If she thought I was trick bitch
N I keep
Everything 100
I stand above the bull shit
Fuck everything under me If I leave tha game
Will tha fans still love me
Fuck what u thought I'm still Thuggin
And Iont trust niggas around me
I'm still clutching
N I bet all my x hoes
Still love me
N it don't mean shit
If they ain't given me money
N I have
A good sense of humor
You hoes be funny
Breaking down exotic
weed in the car
Started with 28
Now I got 16 in tha jar
I don't like
Lick weed shit be to cheap
I keep scales and Glocks
If u wanna cop it from me
Average size feet
So I don't step
On niggas toes
Turned ya back on me
It Laundry day
Ima wash a few loads
I code name money
As cereal
I got a few bowls
Everybody got a different story to be told
Weed in the car
Started with 28
Now I got 16 in tha jar
I don't like
Lick weed shit be too cheap
I keep scales and Glocks
If u wanna cop it from me
Average size feet
So I don't step
On niggas toes
Turned ya back on me
It Laundry day
Ima wash a few loads
I code name money
As cereal
I got a few bowls
Everybody got a different story to be told
Well well well
I'm in the streets again
All I got is HighMuzik
I don't need no friends
N I just got another
Plug now all I need is 10
I'm rob sombody
Cop more
N do it again
Who say when u in the streets
U don't learn shit
Most of these Ppl
Have intent to Arson
Burning bridges
I'm bouta drop down
On my ice shit
Got Ya eyes burning
When the Vs hit
Fuck it so I put a
V12 on my engine
Ya shit slow Ima leave it
They swore I wasn't go be shit
Well I beg to differ bitch
N don't raise your voice at me
I'm known to lose my temper
Quick
Smoking woods
Isolated in tent
N I promise
I'm still good on my rent
N gotta more hoes
Following my sent
Breaking down exotic
Weed in the car
Started with 28
Now I got 16 in tha jar
I don't like
Lick weed shit be too cheap
I keep scales and Glocks
If u wanna cop it from me
Average size feet
So I don't step
On niggas toes
Turned ya back on me
It Laundry day
Ima wash a few loads
I code name money
As cereal
I got a few bowls
Everybody got a different story to be told
Yea if ain't bout money
I won't be textn
I hit all net
U brick like Tetris
I'm pocket building
Why u niggas out here
Still broke n Flexin
N I promise
I never let another bitch stress me
N I never asked for a plug
Only tha lord can bless me
When I was in school
I didn't like when the teachers tested me
I left in tha past
All the fake pricks
I got money
She a fool
If she thought I was trick bitch
N I keep
Everything 100
I stand above the bull shit
Fuck everything under me If I leave tha game
Will tha fans still love me
Fuck what u thought I'm still Thuggin
And Iont trust niggas around me
I'm still clutching
N I bet all my x hoes
Still love me
N it don't mean shit
If they ain't given me money
N I have
A good sense of humor
You hoes be funny
Breaking down exotic
weed in the car
Started with 28
Now I got 16 in tha jar
I don't like
Lick weed shit be to cheap
I keep scales and Glocks
If u wanna cop it from me
Average size feet
So I don't step
On niggas toes
Turned ya back on me
It Laundry day
Ima wash a few loads
I code name money
As cereal
I got a few bowls
Everybody got a different story to be told
Credits
Writer(s): Zayshonte Thomas
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