Nuthin'
Yeah she suck it so good, man i think i fuckin' love her
Freak bitch, but she still the type to hold my fuckin' cutter
I got bags in, she the type to sell my marajuana
She got spot, Ima take it, trap it out, make a hunnid
All that ra-ra shit you talkin', better watch how you comin'
I got youngins that'll spin, ain't no Andre, they be Drummond
All my n***** stand on ten, we outside, we ain't runnin'
Give a fuck about a friend, yeen solid, yeen nuthin'
Open up trap n**** I got the Runtz in
N**** don't rap n**** I'm tryna punch in
N**** got the strap but I still might punch him
Got a old ass K, this shit here Russian
Versace frames, I'm seein' the change
Comin' from pain now hop on a plane
I'm in the hills, I sleep with a banger
N**** I'm me, I'm not gon change
I'm in Miami I fuck with the Palm
I hit the Stu and I'm fuckin' with Angel
N***** be thinkin' this shit really small
Watch out this summer this shit goin' major
Poppin' a Addy, put that on my tongue
Ion need no pen and no muhfuckin' paper
Second amendment my brudda bear arms
I say the word, a nigga gon lay you
This the life that I chose, bout to crack the code
Keep the heater by the door
Smoke that boy just like a roach
Got a bad bitch but she got good throat
When suck it I curl my toes
When she come over she sellin' my O's
Try to run off and she uppin' the pole
Yeah she suck it so good, man i think i fuckin' love her
Freak bitch, but she still the type to hold my fuckin' cutter
I got bags in, she the type to sell my marajuana
She got spot, Ima take it, trap it out, make a hunnid
All that ra-ra shit you talkin', better watch how you comin'
I got youngins that'll spin, ain't no Andre, they be Drummond
All my n***** stand on ten, we outside, we ain't runnin'
Give a fuck about a friend, yeen solid, yeen nuthin'
Big-Fye-Fo-Fum, brodie keep a big gun
7, 8, 9, 10 blunts, Rest In Peace my lungs
I was in Cali for seven days, I landed home told 'em show me love
Hit Backdoe for 28 and naw n**** ain't coppin' no dub
Buyin' dumb shit, 20k on a rug
Not no bugs, we fill 'em with slugs
Five gram blunt, ima fill it with nugs
15k on the way to Inglewood, I land like "Wassup Cuz?"
I ain't drop a tape, I just did a cookup n**** came in with the buzz
All this damn Louis shit, I know I spent a dub
Like add it up
Used to walk home in the cut
Ran off on a play, caught a rush
Dogs in the kitchen like a Husky, yeah
Smokin' on Za gettin' musty, yeah
Got a Plain Jane then I bust it, yeah
Bro got drums, percussion
Yeah she suck it so good, man i think i fuckin' love her
Freak bitch, but she still the type to hold my fuckin' cutter
I got bags in, she the type to sell my marajuana
She got spot, Ima take it, trap it out, make a hunnid
All that ra-ra shit you talkin', better watch how you comin'
I got youngins that'll spin, ain't no Andre, they be Drummond
All my n***** stand on ten, we outside, we ain't runnin'
Give a fuck about a friend, yeen solid, yeen nuthin'
Freak bitch, but she still the type to hold my fuckin' cutter
I got bags in, she the type to sell my marajuana
She got spot, Ima take it, trap it out, make a hunnid
All that ra-ra shit you talkin', better watch how you comin'
I got youngins that'll spin, ain't no Andre, they be Drummond
All my n***** stand on ten, we outside, we ain't runnin'
Give a fuck about a friend, yeen solid, yeen nuthin'
Open up trap n**** I got the Runtz in
N**** don't rap n**** I'm tryna punch in
N**** got the strap but I still might punch him
Got a old ass K, this shit here Russian
Versace frames, I'm seein' the change
Comin' from pain now hop on a plane
I'm in the hills, I sleep with a banger
N**** I'm me, I'm not gon change
I'm in Miami I fuck with the Palm
I hit the Stu and I'm fuckin' with Angel
N***** be thinkin' this shit really small
Watch out this summer this shit goin' major
Poppin' a Addy, put that on my tongue
Ion need no pen and no muhfuckin' paper
Second amendment my brudda bear arms
I say the word, a nigga gon lay you
This the life that I chose, bout to crack the code
Keep the heater by the door
Smoke that boy just like a roach
Got a bad bitch but she got good throat
When suck it I curl my toes
When she come over she sellin' my O's
Try to run off and she uppin' the pole
Yeah she suck it so good, man i think i fuckin' love her
Freak bitch, but she still the type to hold my fuckin' cutter
I got bags in, she the type to sell my marajuana
She got spot, Ima take it, trap it out, make a hunnid
All that ra-ra shit you talkin', better watch how you comin'
I got youngins that'll spin, ain't no Andre, they be Drummond
All my n***** stand on ten, we outside, we ain't runnin'
Give a fuck about a friend, yeen solid, yeen nuthin'
Big-Fye-Fo-Fum, brodie keep a big gun
7, 8, 9, 10 blunts, Rest In Peace my lungs
I was in Cali for seven days, I landed home told 'em show me love
Hit Backdoe for 28 and naw n**** ain't coppin' no dub
Buyin' dumb shit, 20k on a rug
Not no bugs, we fill 'em with slugs
Five gram blunt, ima fill it with nugs
15k on the way to Inglewood, I land like "Wassup Cuz?"
I ain't drop a tape, I just did a cookup n**** came in with the buzz
All this damn Louis shit, I know I spent a dub
Like add it up
Used to walk home in the cut
Ran off on a play, caught a rush
Dogs in the kitchen like a Husky, yeah
Smokin' on Za gettin' musty, yeah
Got a Plain Jane then I bust it, yeah
Bro got drums, percussion
Yeah she suck it so good, man i think i fuckin' love her
Freak bitch, but she still the type to hold my fuckin' cutter
I got bags in, she the type to sell my marajuana
She got spot, Ima take it, trap it out, make a hunnid
All that ra-ra shit you talkin', better watch how you comin'
I got youngins that'll spin, ain't no Andre, they be Drummond
All my n***** stand on ten, we outside, we ain't runnin'
Give a fuck about a friend, yeen solid, yeen nuthin'
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