Slauson
(Section 8, you straight cookin' motherfucker up)
(RARE Sound)
Yeah
Soon as you get money, all these niggas say you changed (you changed)
Niggas way back then say they want smoke, won't do a thing (a thing)
Never said I was gangster but the F&N do got range (range)
Not the nigga that I used to be, can't lie to you, shit changed (let's go)
Throw on some rings, I throw on some flavors, them bitches be watchin', yeah (yeah)
Get to the money, that's all I can do, but them haters be clockin', yeah (yeah)
Look at my pockets, you see that they knottеd, you know I'm a topic, yeah (yeah)
Fuck on a baddie, shе bouncin' all on it, I call her hydraulics (woo), yeah (woo)
Business is business, I do it all day just to make me a profit, yeah (yeah)
Hatin' ass nigga, you goofy ass nigga, you know you should stop it, yeah (yeah)
They took my grandma and they took my grandpa, I ain't got no option, yeah (yeah)
The hunnids they blue, yeah, RIP Nip', shout out to Slauson, yeah (let's go)
I get the bag, I won't fumble it (hey)
You know I'm done with that humble shit (yeah)
I'm feelin' blessed, I'm in the mode, you niggas callin' it confident
Ridin' on 20, I'm blowin' on sticky
I'm thinking 'bout all my accomplishments (my accomplishments)
You niggas flawed, know you ain't shit
I keep the sauce like a condiment (condiment)
Talkin' of radar, I'm under it (I'm under it)
They know that CAMP got the summer lit (summer lit)
Rappers my kids, I be sonnin' it (sonnin' it)
Roll me a blunt, drop another hit (another hit)
The pain in my eyes won't leave, I swear that it's permanent (permanent)
The demons I'm fightin' ain't permanent (permanent)
I swear to God that I'm fortunate (fortunate)
Let's go (let's go)
Soon as you get money, all these niggas say you changed (you changed)
Niggas way back then say they want smoke, won't do a thing (a thing)
Never said I was gangster but the F&N do got range (bah)
Not the nigga that I used to be, can't lie to you, shit changed (changed)
Throw on some rings, I throw on some flavors, them bitches be watchin', yeah (ooh)
Get to the money, that's all I can do, but them haters be clockin', yeah (yeah)
Look at my pockets, you see that they knottеd, you know I'm a topic, yeah (yeah)
Fuck on a baddie, shе bouncin' all on it, I call her hydraulics, yeah (yeah)
Business is business, I do it all day just to make me a profit, yeah (yeah)
Hatin' ass nigga, you goofy ass nigga, you know you should stop it, yeah (yeah)
They took my grandma and they took my grandpa, I ain't got no option, yeah (yeah)
The hunnids they blue, yeah, RIP Nip', shout out to Slauson, yeah (let's go)
Shout out to Slauson, yeah, yeah
Kush got me coughin', yeah, yeah
I lead the way, I set the trends, I do it often, yeah, yeah (true)
Throw on some jewelry, yeah, yeah
These niggas scared, yeah, yeah
Niggas don't know though, I be movin' dolo, I shoot like Missouri, yeah, yeah (let's go)
Keep it a band, you niggas ain't with me you just stick around for the money (money)
Buy her Céline and let her show off and now her lil' friend tryna hump (hump)
But back to the story, I'm back in my bag, from good to great (from good to great)
Put in the time and I done seen niggas turn love to hate (ooh)
Ooh
Soon as you get money, all these niggas say you changed
Niggas way back then say they want smoke, won't do a thing
Never said I was gangster but the F&N do got range
Not the nigga that I used to be, can't lie to you, shit changed
(RARE Sound)
Yeah
Soon as you get money, all these niggas say you changed (you changed)
Niggas way back then say they want smoke, won't do a thing (a thing)
Never said I was gangster but the F&N do got range (range)
Not the nigga that I used to be, can't lie to you, shit changed (let's go)
Throw on some rings, I throw on some flavors, them bitches be watchin', yeah (yeah)
Get to the money, that's all I can do, but them haters be clockin', yeah (yeah)
Look at my pockets, you see that they knottеd, you know I'm a topic, yeah (yeah)
Fuck on a baddie, shе bouncin' all on it, I call her hydraulics (woo), yeah (woo)
Business is business, I do it all day just to make me a profit, yeah (yeah)
Hatin' ass nigga, you goofy ass nigga, you know you should stop it, yeah (yeah)
They took my grandma and they took my grandpa, I ain't got no option, yeah (yeah)
The hunnids they blue, yeah, RIP Nip', shout out to Slauson, yeah (let's go)
I get the bag, I won't fumble it (hey)
You know I'm done with that humble shit (yeah)
I'm feelin' blessed, I'm in the mode, you niggas callin' it confident
Ridin' on 20, I'm blowin' on sticky
I'm thinking 'bout all my accomplishments (my accomplishments)
You niggas flawed, know you ain't shit
I keep the sauce like a condiment (condiment)
Talkin' of radar, I'm under it (I'm under it)
They know that CAMP got the summer lit (summer lit)
Rappers my kids, I be sonnin' it (sonnin' it)
Roll me a blunt, drop another hit (another hit)
The pain in my eyes won't leave, I swear that it's permanent (permanent)
The demons I'm fightin' ain't permanent (permanent)
I swear to God that I'm fortunate (fortunate)
Let's go (let's go)
Soon as you get money, all these niggas say you changed (you changed)
Niggas way back then say they want smoke, won't do a thing (a thing)
Never said I was gangster but the F&N do got range (bah)
Not the nigga that I used to be, can't lie to you, shit changed (changed)
Throw on some rings, I throw on some flavors, them bitches be watchin', yeah (ooh)
Get to the money, that's all I can do, but them haters be clockin', yeah (yeah)
Look at my pockets, you see that they knottеd, you know I'm a topic, yeah (yeah)
Fuck on a baddie, shе bouncin' all on it, I call her hydraulics, yeah (yeah)
Business is business, I do it all day just to make me a profit, yeah (yeah)
Hatin' ass nigga, you goofy ass nigga, you know you should stop it, yeah (yeah)
They took my grandma and they took my grandpa, I ain't got no option, yeah (yeah)
The hunnids they blue, yeah, RIP Nip', shout out to Slauson, yeah (let's go)
Shout out to Slauson, yeah, yeah
Kush got me coughin', yeah, yeah
I lead the way, I set the trends, I do it often, yeah, yeah (true)
Throw on some jewelry, yeah, yeah
These niggas scared, yeah, yeah
Niggas don't know though, I be movin' dolo, I shoot like Missouri, yeah, yeah (let's go)
Keep it a band, you niggas ain't with me you just stick around for the money (money)
Buy her Céline and let her show off and now her lil' friend tryna hump (hump)
But back to the story, I'm back in my bag, from good to great (from good to great)
Put in the time and I done seen niggas turn love to hate (ooh)
Ooh
Soon as you get money, all these niggas say you changed
Niggas way back then say they want smoke, won't do a thing
Never said I was gangster but the F&N do got range
Not the nigga that I used to be, can't lie to you, shit changed
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Writer(s): Kristopher Campbell, Rai Shaun Devante Williams
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