Spend A Dub

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Sippin straight wock you know
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Shit 250 a clip
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I just called my brody what you made he said a dub
I jus made a 40 fuck it ima go and spend a dub
I ain't hitting up your spot so don't invite me to no club
If I'm in there I came through the back and better have my gun
And I bet you let them niggas take your shit you shoulda run
That lil run you niggas had that shit ain't lasting you for none
Bad lil bitch she told me pop a perc if you ain't lasting none
Damn that pussy good I might just go ahead and pop me one
Pop a nigga if he try to run up on me like a fan
Made a 100 bands and now these niggas act like they my mans
Put like 30 on my neck and that's the reason why they mad
Put a 30 in a stick and spray em if he reaching hands
I ain't reaching for no handouts do it solo if I can
I ain't have asolo's now I only rock designer brands
Keep it on the low low fucking on his bitch he in the jam
I came sitting low low when I came through sitting in the lamb
I am not a lamb a goat to be exact with who I am
Send it in a boat and Simo go and get it in the yams
Said that nigga move like Franklin
Damn you talking hot man keep it on the low
And the packs keep coming in Ray tell me when you wanna go
Fuck a money counter we gon count it sitting on the floor
And the percky's come in 30's we gon sell it for the low
And the wocky got me slurring this shit got me moving slow
Niggas wocky coming creepin but this glock ready to blow
Met this bad bitch puerto rican told me she ready to go
Think her name was Lina or Melina I don't really know
I don't drink the liquor I'm a leaner go and pass the foam
Damn I think that's Lina calling nigga go and get the phone
I might still be doing scam with bitches go and get the phones
I might still be doing scam with pictures go and get the pros
Niggas shottin pow
Go and get the pole
Niggas getting that pandemic money never selling blow
Niggas gang banging I ain't never seen you touch a chrome
Nigga I stay drippin I ain't even get to wearing Chrome
And I stay whiping rentals coulda went and bought my own
Niggas ain't making money really living off a loan
Leave me alone
And I know a nigga rocking Dior and Vlone
I ain't sign a deal but I still flood my neck with stones
I be in the field serving fiends until they gone
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Writer(s): Kevin Troncoso
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