P

Yeahhh
Yeahhh
Duhhh!
Y'all know what the fuck going on man
Stroz Ova hoes, B.O.H., Astroz, Squady Squad, Chop it up
Four hundred and fourteen Milwaukee shit man
We in this bitch
I'm finna be on y'all ass on year nigga
No bull shit, all gas no breaks
Certified shit talkin'
Look

This nigga ask em am I sellin' weight
I told em nah
How you gettin all that money and chains
You sellin' dawg
Why you asking' all dem question bitch
Stop bein' a mog
Just know I got it out the mud
And we are not the same dawg

I used to post on the campus sayin
I got what you need
I know a nigga with the speed
I'm the niggas with the trees
Then a nigga left the dorms
Now I'm headed to the streets
It was party after party
Had em floatin' off they feet
I got them bags and them tees
Had to get it off for cheap
I had them tickets for the shows
Front rows for them queens
Had the party in them hotels
Just tell me who you bring
On the scene with the green and a gangsta
Hold Up
I'm not a gangsta but my brodies love to bang
But then chop it up we used to always do our thang
And this shit aint really change
All my niggas still the same
Brodie came off the east
Still dumpin' Eddie Kane
They say that they pure p
Yeah that's that Milwaukee slang
Hitting traffic, see the jayers
Now we swervin' lane to lane
I'm just saying stop playing
Yeah we love to do our thang
Do a verse with yo city
Bet them niggas barely hang

This nigga ask em am I sellin' weight
I told em nah
How you getting all that money and chains
You sellin' dawg
Why you asking' all dem question bitch
Stop bein' a mog
Just know I got it out the mud
And we are not the same dawg

Forreal
Y'all niggas ain't on shit nigga
Twenty twenty-two I'm on y'all ass nigga no bull shit
Aye
Duhhh
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Duhhh
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Duhhh
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Duhhh
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Imma name this shit P
This some P shit right here nigga
When you swervin' lane to lane on some P shit
In the club on some P shit nigga
Y'all niggas ain't on shit
Aye
Duhhh!