Loose Lip
Posted wit the gang
Finna bounce out wit poles
Niggas simpin onna bitch
That's some shit I wouldn't know
How you talkin like my brother
But you actin like a foe
Nigga speakin on the gang
Then we kickin in his door
Posted wit the gang
Finna bounce out wit poles
Niggas simpin onna bitch
That's some shit I wouldn't know
How you talkin like my brother
But you actin like a foe
Nigga speakin on the gang
Then we kickin in his door
You a loose lip
Silly nigga ain't gon do shit
Speakin on my name to a hoe
That's some Fu Shit
True shit? Silly nigga i'm the blueprint
How you steady cappin boutta bag
Where yo blue strips?
True fit? I got gucci for the shoes bitch
Ever since a youngin
Gettin hunnids was the movement
Rude bitch? I ain't petty just amused bitch
Instagram thuggin niggas thinkin that'll prove shit
Internet thugs really cappin like they move bricks
You ain't pop shit
You just tweakin offa blues bitch
Huffin onna tank? That's some goof shit
Sayin that I'm broke
Drop his wages on a new fit
Posted wit the gang
Finna bounce out wit poles
Niggas simpin onna bitch
That's some shit I wouldn't know
How you talkin like my brother
But you actin like a foe
Nigga speakin on the gang
Then we kickin in his door
Posted wit the gang
Finna bounce out wit poles
Niggas simpin onna bitch
That's some shit I wouldn't know
How you talkin like my brother
But you actin like a foe
Nigga speakin on the gang
Then we kickin in his door
Finna bounce out wit poles
Niggas simpin onna bitch
That's some shit I wouldn't know
How you talkin like my brother
But you actin like a foe
Nigga speakin on the gang
Then we kickin in his door
Posted wit the gang
Finna bounce out wit poles
Niggas simpin onna bitch
That's some shit I wouldn't know
How you talkin like my brother
But you actin like a foe
Nigga speakin on the gang
Then we kickin in his door
You a loose lip
Silly nigga ain't gon do shit
Speakin on my name to a hoe
That's some Fu Shit
True shit? Silly nigga i'm the blueprint
How you steady cappin boutta bag
Where yo blue strips?
True fit? I got gucci for the shoes bitch
Ever since a youngin
Gettin hunnids was the movement
Rude bitch? I ain't petty just amused bitch
Instagram thuggin niggas thinkin that'll prove shit
Internet thugs really cappin like they move bricks
You ain't pop shit
You just tweakin offa blues bitch
Huffin onna tank? That's some goof shit
Sayin that I'm broke
Drop his wages on a new fit
Posted wit the gang
Finna bounce out wit poles
Niggas simpin onna bitch
That's some shit I wouldn't know
How you talkin like my brother
But you actin like a foe
Nigga speakin on the gang
Then we kickin in his door
Posted wit the gang
Finna bounce out wit poles
Niggas simpin onna bitch
That's some shit I wouldn't know
How you talkin like my brother
But you actin like a foe
Nigga speakin on the gang
Then we kickin in his door
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Writer(s): Paul Ayala
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