Go/Playa
C-Note Wassup
Yea
FreeMoneyWrld
Aye
Had to put that lil bitch on the block list
I got young niggas pull up and drop shit
We gon trap this bitch out on some hot shit
When you run that shit up you can pop shit
Shit get wicked real quick bout that guap bitch
One up top only aim for yo top bitch
Brodie quick to give shots like ciroc bitch
Fuck the opps and the cops they can't stop shit
Niggas kno we on
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Bitch I had to hustle
All of this weight got that shit off the muscle
Open up shop wit that glock we don't scuffle
Racks in the duffle move packs we don't touch em
I put his head on that bread jus like usher
If she crushing i fuck her but I never cuff her
Servin bags jus like ruffles I duck undercover
Ima put him above I ain't aiming above him
Ima call up lil bruh he gon bust like a bubble
Got it straight out the mud bitch we came out the struggle
I done ran this shit up I done made this shit double
I fuck her so good now she think we a couple
30 rounds in the glock I shoot more than a couple
I came up I ain't change nigga yeen even know me
I cash out ima flex, bitch I feel like Mick Foley
Big cuz keep that pipe servin white like Lil Mosey
That boy pocket watchin these fuck niggas nosey
That glock in my pocket watch how you approach me
1200 900 came up from them roaches
Ball out with the gang making plays like the coaches
Stay strapped with that stick ima shoot like barbosa
Yeah
Drop a bag give them fuck niggas sum to hate on
Pockets on fat bitch I put me some weight on
Thot in the back tryna suck on the way home
Fuck nigga hate on the net like the ShadeRoom
45 put him on plate like the weight room
Down bad back then now we straight we got cake on em
Ain't tryna fuck her I jus want the face on her
Go go go
Plain jane my neck and wrist gold
FreeMoney we movin them bows
Trapavelli we stay wit them poles
Can't even count up the weight I done sold
Glock like a calendar 31 holes
Woods back to back I ran out ran to joes
I designer my clothes got me runnin from hoes
Had to put that lil bitch on the block list
I got young niggas pull up and drop shit
We gon trap this bitch out on some hot shit
When you run that shit up you can pop shit
Shit get wicked real quick bout that guap bitch
One up top only aim for yo top bitch
Brodie quick to give shots like ciroc bitch
Fuck the opps and the cops they can't stop shit
Niggas kno we on
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Bitch I had to hustle
All of this weight got that shit off the muscle
Open up shop wit that glock we don't scuffle
Racks in the duffle move packs we don't touch em
I put his head on that bread jus like usher
Turn me up
Aye
Poppin jus like grease I'm blowin money fast like meech bitch
All this dope I'm smokin got me floating I be geeked bitch
I'm the type of nigga like a bad lil ghetto freak bitch
You might catch me runnin thru that pussy like I'm Zeke bitch
Yea yea
Up I'm up I'm up I get no sleep bitch
Money make a difference when u fuckin wit a cheap bitch
Pussy mouth ass told her I need all 3
And I can't trust none of these hoes cause niggas hoes be on me bitch
I'm a playa I suppose
Fresh as hell head to toe
I can't lay up wit these hoes
Everyday I'm getting dough
Everyday I smoke a o
Ima playa play my role
Yo bitch love to give me throat
Mama say I smell like dope
I'm a playa I suppose
Fresh as hell head to toe
I can't lay up wit these hoes
Everyday I'm getting dough
Everyday I smoke a o
Ima playa, play my role
Yo bitch love to give me throat
Mama say I smell like dope
Yea
FreeMoneyWrld
Aye
Had to put that lil bitch on the block list
I got young niggas pull up and drop shit
We gon trap this bitch out on some hot shit
When you run that shit up you can pop shit
Shit get wicked real quick bout that guap bitch
One up top only aim for yo top bitch
Brodie quick to give shots like ciroc bitch
Fuck the opps and the cops they can't stop shit
Niggas kno we on
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Bitch I had to hustle
All of this weight got that shit off the muscle
Open up shop wit that glock we don't scuffle
Racks in the duffle move packs we don't touch em
I put his head on that bread jus like usher
If she crushing i fuck her but I never cuff her
Servin bags jus like ruffles I duck undercover
Ima put him above I ain't aiming above him
Ima call up lil bruh he gon bust like a bubble
Got it straight out the mud bitch we came out the struggle
I done ran this shit up I done made this shit double
I fuck her so good now she think we a couple
30 rounds in the glock I shoot more than a couple
I came up I ain't change nigga yeen even know me
I cash out ima flex, bitch I feel like Mick Foley
Big cuz keep that pipe servin white like Lil Mosey
That boy pocket watchin these fuck niggas nosey
That glock in my pocket watch how you approach me
1200 900 came up from them roaches
Ball out with the gang making plays like the coaches
Stay strapped with that stick ima shoot like barbosa
Yeah
Drop a bag give them fuck niggas sum to hate on
Pockets on fat bitch I put me some weight on
Thot in the back tryna suck on the way home
Fuck nigga hate on the net like the ShadeRoom
45 put him on plate like the weight room
Down bad back then now we straight we got cake on em
Ain't tryna fuck her I jus want the face on her
Go go go
Plain jane my neck and wrist gold
FreeMoney we movin them bows
Trapavelli we stay wit them poles
Can't even count up the weight I done sold
Glock like a calendar 31 holes
Woods back to back I ran out ran to joes
I designer my clothes got me runnin from hoes
Had to put that lil bitch on the block list
I got young niggas pull up and drop shit
We gon trap this bitch out on some hot shit
When you run that shit up you can pop shit
Shit get wicked real quick bout that guap bitch
One up top only aim for yo top bitch
Brodie quick to give shots like ciroc bitch
Fuck the opps and the cops they can't stop shit
Niggas kno we on
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Bitch I had to hustle
All of this weight got that shit off the muscle
Open up shop wit that glock we don't scuffle
Racks in the duffle move packs we don't touch em
I put his head on that bread jus like usher
Turn me up
Aye
Poppin jus like grease I'm blowin money fast like meech bitch
All this dope I'm smokin got me floating I be geeked bitch
I'm the type of nigga like a bad lil ghetto freak bitch
You might catch me runnin thru that pussy like I'm Zeke bitch
Yea yea
Up I'm up I'm up I get no sleep bitch
Money make a difference when u fuckin wit a cheap bitch
Pussy mouth ass told her I need all 3
And I can't trust none of these hoes cause niggas hoes be on me bitch
I'm a playa I suppose
Fresh as hell head to toe
I can't lay up wit these hoes
Everyday I'm getting dough
Everyday I smoke a o
Ima playa play my role
Yo bitch love to give me throat
Mama say I smell like dope
I'm a playa I suppose
Fresh as hell head to toe
I can't lay up wit these hoes
Everyday I'm getting dough
Everyday I smoke a o
Ima playa, play my role
Yo bitch love to give me throat
Mama say I smell like dope
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