Dread Locks

I couldn't stand to sit up in no cell
Nigga we call that dread locks
This thirty been waiting to send niggas home
So we finna slide like the red socks
We stepping on niggas in balenciagas and Prada
We rocking them dead stocks
I know a nigga who'll cry bout a dollar
His partner done noticed the feds hot

But I been getting dough
Been in style
Beat up the pussy I'm making it smile
Finna head to Miami as soon as I'm done recording
Just cause it felt like it been a while
Got some racks in the fanny deposit it in the morning
Swear I keep all my blessings on file
Don't call me unless it's some shit that is real important
Cousin called said he havin a child
Whip got cameras in the back
I can't go back
Into to some shit again
Bitches be so wack
Niggas cap
Swear I'm cool on them
Smoking on a pack
Keep my strap
Put the tool on them
Blew another rack
Get it back
I hate losing them
Ouu ahh ahh
I just shitted on this track you know ion fool with them
Please keep it a stack
Your crew is wack
Man why u cool with them
Shawty make it clap
Girl give me that
Went for a coochie swim

I couldn't stand to sit up in no cell
Nigga we call that dread locks
This thirty been waiting to send niggas home
So we finna slide like the red socks
We stepping on niggas in balenciagas and Prada
We rocking them dead stocks
I know a nigga who'll cry bout a dollar
His partner done noticed the feds hot

I couldn't stand to sit up in no cell
Nigga we call that dread locks
This thirty been waiting to send niggas home
So we finna slide like the red socks
We stepping on niggas in balenciagas and Prada
We rocking them dead stocks
I know a nigga who'll cry bout a dollar
His partner done noticed the feds hot

Every day used to hug on that block
Best friend it was a glock
Dead friends in his pockets
Roll a blunt and I'm sipping on wok
Might up it but that boy ain't gon pop
No pills
We really touched them racks for real
And they tall like Shaq O'Neal
How that boy do that with no deal
Shawty can't keep her hands up off me
She love to play with my locks
Business when we talk
Two cups ain't no pac
White whip like that rock
Locked in know how we rocking
Spend a grip when I go shopping
Put a fuck nigga in a coffin

I couldn't stand to sit up in no cell
Nigga we call that dread locks
This thirty been waiting to send niggas home
So we finna slide like the red socks
We stepping on niggas in balenciagas and Prada
We rocking them dead stocks
I know a nigga who'll cry bout a dollar
His partner done noticed the feds hot

But I been getting dough
Been in style
Beat up the pussy I'm making it smile
Finna head to Miami as soon as I'm done recording
Just cause it felt like it been a while



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Writer(s): Skye Parham
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