50 Bars
I put a opp in a blender
They send shots i return em to sender
Niggas be sweeter then splender
SBA hitting thank god for the lenders
she dont like broke niggas she said she want to fuck w a spender
I told her she hanging w buyers and she need to fuck w the vendors
(Ahh ahh ahh)
Dont politic but i got an agenda
Real street nigga dont hang w pretenders
Ah just call put a opp in a bucket
Plug sent a pound and he aint short a nugget
Bad little bitch and i told her to bruk it
No i aint sick but im mixing the tussin
(mix mix mix)
No i aint coughin im mixing the tris up
(tris tris tris)
Big smb and you know what i hit for
Thinking im pussy then you got me mixed up
If im the spot then it might be a stick up
(Get On The Floor)
If im in the spot then it might be a run down
(Lets goooo)
Im too precautious i cant put my gun down
I used to trap it from sun up to sundown
(Really A Hustla)
If she really love me then she getting scripts for me
(Go &Lie 2 Da Doctor)
She walk in the bank and deposit a slip for me
She just walked out the store w the big 40
(boom boom boom)
Buy her a outfit and tell her strip for me
(Wooooooo)
Buy her a oota and tell her to shoot for me
Aint no telling what she finna do for me
I see a bad bitch bet imma holla
Think he a savage we turnt him to grabba
Im in the telly woke up in designer
I might do dior and mix w the prada
We cant fuck less u matching the drip
I just got pulled for speeding
Im hoping that dont 12 dont recover the stick
all type of drugs that i tuck in the fit
Im really connected aint nothing to get
We wrapped him up in a bob
No i dont wave but im tucking a rod
Ill catch a opp at his job
One wrong move now he working w god
Pull up come to my block get a tester
If we did a deal back in 2015 its a good chance i probably finessed ya
Real street nigga Im really invested
Im smoking w elon we baking the tesla
I got a name for my gun its a pamper cus it really hold shit
If its drama i move like a dancer im spinning so quick
12 really think i got answers, i really dont know shit
I could pop up in your crib like im santa, and then let you hold shit
Niggas outside and soft
Crew full of bitches i dont like to dog fight
Last nigga beef w me im on him for weeks
He cant get a calm night
Couple of stack niggas who dont give af
They dont care if im wrong right
Fuck is u tellin me i see the jealousy
u know im grippin the pole tight
They send shots i return em to sender
Niggas be sweeter then splender
SBA hitting thank god for the lenders
she dont like broke niggas she said she want to fuck w a spender
I told her she hanging w buyers and she need to fuck w the vendors
(Ahh ahh ahh)
Dont politic but i got an agenda
Real street nigga dont hang w pretenders
Ah just call put a opp in a bucket
Plug sent a pound and he aint short a nugget
Bad little bitch and i told her to bruk it
No i aint sick but im mixing the tussin
(mix mix mix)
No i aint coughin im mixing the tris up
(tris tris tris)
Big smb and you know what i hit for
Thinking im pussy then you got me mixed up
If im the spot then it might be a stick up
(Get On The Floor)
If im in the spot then it might be a run down
(Lets goooo)
Im too precautious i cant put my gun down
I used to trap it from sun up to sundown
(Really A Hustla)
If she really love me then she getting scripts for me
(Go &Lie 2 Da Doctor)
She walk in the bank and deposit a slip for me
She just walked out the store w the big 40
(boom boom boom)
Buy her a outfit and tell her strip for me
(Wooooooo)
Buy her a oota and tell her to shoot for me
Aint no telling what she finna do for me
I see a bad bitch bet imma holla
Think he a savage we turnt him to grabba
Im in the telly woke up in designer
I might do dior and mix w the prada
We cant fuck less u matching the drip
I just got pulled for speeding
Im hoping that dont 12 dont recover the stick
all type of drugs that i tuck in the fit
Im really connected aint nothing to get
We wrapped him up in a bob
No i dont wave but im tucking a rod
Ill catch a opp at his job
One wrong move now he working w god
Pull up come to my block get a tester
If we did a deal back in 2015 its a good chance i probably finessed ya
Real street nigga Im really invested
Im smoking w elon we baking the tesla
I got a name for my gun its a pamper cus it really hold shit
If its drama i move like a dancer im spinning so quick
12 really think i got answers, i really dont know shit
I could pop up in your crib like im santa, and then let you hold shit
Niggas outside and soft
Crew full of bitches i dont like to dog fight
Last nigga beef w me im on him for weeks
He cant get a calm night
Couple of stack niggas who dont give af
They dont care if im wrong right
Fuck is u tellin me i see the jealousy
u know im grippin the pole tight
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Writer(s): George Bakopoulos, Zyon Truss
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