Punch In
Im bout to just keep punching in
Look
This shit really easy like anybody could do this shit
For real
Uh
Look
Ay
Ay
Bitch
I said
I done picked the baddest bitch
Then treat that hoe like she average
Okay
Got that mac on me today
You try your luck
We spinnin blocks
Just like the lottery
Okay
You cannot step on one of us
Cause all of us are here to stay
We play to win
Dont play no games
We keep the sticks inside the Range
Dont get too close
Cause we gone spray
We gonna send you to the grave
I know that he just my mini me
I know he envy me
The shit I do
They cant do for themselves
They try to take my energy
Okay
They just copy and paste
Tell me really is that the only way
Cause I could do this shit for days
Ain't no pressure round this way
I said my fault bro
I ain't really mean to go and fuck that bitch up
But she kept textin me
She tellin me
She want a picture
Cause I'm the one that told her
Go and leave him and come be with us
And that's when I put all of my Lil kids up in her wisdoms
And if you ain't think we fucking
Bitch you is dumb
Why you think I went out my way to go and hit you up
Dirty Slut
Pourin foreign lean inside my double cup
I be off them drugs I ain't really into talking much
But trust me I'll still send you up
Got hitters round this side
That'll slide for a couple bucks
One call one shot
You ain't getting up
Told you way too many times
That I cannot go play pretend
Every bitch I used to fuck with really was a ten
Now I got a B.B. Simmons belt to hold my pants
After we done fucking you can go and call your mans
Baby I've done told you I really got a cold heart
I remember being broke
Now I'm rocking chrome hearts
Niggas act like bitches
Swear to god that they like both parts
I just be painting up on her face
I feel like Mozart
Really Imma a different Artist
Bitch I go the hardest
All that shit you spit is garbage
My shit go retarded
Look how far I came
From where I started
I'm just being honest
If you put in half the work I did
You could've solved them problems
But you like being broke don't you
Yeah
But you like being broke don't you
Yeah
But you like being broke don't you
Yeah
But you like being broke
Don't you
Don't you
Bitch
Haha
Fuck is they talkin bout
Yeah
We really do this shit
Uh
Punch in
Punch in
Yeah
Look
This shit really easy like anybody could do this shit
For real
Uh
Look
Ay
Ay
Bitch
I said
I done picked the baddest bitch
Then treat that hoe like she average
Okay
Got that mac on me today
You try your luck
We spinnin blocks
Just like the lottery
Okay
You cannot step on one of us
Cause all of us are here to stay
We play to win
Dont play no games
We keep the sticks inside the Range
Dont get too close
Cause we gone spray
We gonna send you to the grave
I know that he just my mini me
I know he envy me
The shit I do
They cant do for themselves
They try to take my energy
Okay
They just copy and paste
Tell me really is that the only way
Cause I could do this shit for days
Ain't no pressure round this way
I said my fault bro
I ain't really mean to go and fuck that bitch up
But she kept textin me
She tellin me
She want a picture
Cause I'm the one that told her
Go and leave him and come be with us
And that's when I put all of my Lil kids up in her wisdoms
And if you ain't think we fucking
Bitch you is dumb
Why you think I went out my way to go and hit you up
Dirty Slut
Pourin foreign lean inside my double cup
I be off them drugs I ain't really into talking much
But trust me I'll still send you up
Got hitters round this side
That'll slide for a couple bucks
One call one shot
You ain't getting up
Told you way too many times
That I cannot go play pretend
Every bitch I used to fuck with really was a ten
Now I got a B.B. Simmons belt to hold my pants
After we done fucking you can go and call your mans
Baby I've done told you I really got a cold heart
I remember being broke
Now I'm rocking chrome hearts
Niggas act like bitches
Swear to god that they like both parts
I just be painting up on her face
I feel like Mozart
Really Imma a different Artist
Bitch I go the hardest
All that shit you spit is garbage
My shit go retarded
Look how far I came
From where I started
I'm just being honest
If you put in half the work I did
You could've solved them problems
But you like being broke don't you
Yeah
But you like being broke don't you
Yeah
But you like being broke don't you
Yeah
But you like being broke
Don't you
Don't you
Bitch
Haha
Fuck is they talkin bout
Yeah
We really do this shit
Uh
Punch in
Punch in
Yeah
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Writer(s): Dominik Glazar
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