1 Million
This try
Why you try?
You can't get none
Why? Why you try?
I ain't stoppin' nun', no lie
That's my set (Dylvinci got the code)
Boy I get wet like a
Pull up, I got a vendetta
Might shoot ya chest up
Don't wear no vest
Nigga, I got protection
Yo bitch was next
And I go with no protection
Slime a nigga, wipe his nose, I got the aux
And Dylvinci got the code, that is my bro
Pull up with a stick, bet it'll blow
Pull up with yo bitch, bet she on go
Ooh, yeah
Let that bitch hit one time
I'm outta my mind, uh
Sip goop on the time
I put that on my mind
Can't trust no soul
I don't spend no dime
150, thats a lot, yeah
Blood better not try ya
Put him on a t-shirt
Now his mom crying
These lil' niggas dying
Guap', I get it, I'm buying
Hoes on the road, niggas show after my shows nigga
Look at my dough, go look at yo dough nigga
Niggas they bitches, they hoes nigga
Don't know what the fuck they want nigga
Fuck my daddy 'cause he ain't even pay child support nigga
I'm out here and I did this shit all by myself, no support nigga
I kick out the door nigga, lookin' at you, get yo ho nigga
I'ma go rob that store nigga, and take everything you want nigga
I know nigga
Know, know
Woah, woah
Ho, ho
Let that organ hit (Dylvinci got the code)
Let that-let that organ hit
Let that
Why you try?
You can't get none
Why? Why you try?
I ain't stoppin' nun', no lie
That's my set (Dylvinci got the code)
Boy I get wet like a
Pull up, I got a vendetta
Might shoot ya chest up
Don't wear no vest
Nigga, I got protection
Yo bitch was next
And I go with no protection
Slime a nigga, wipe his nose, I got the aux
And Dylvinci got the code, that is my bro
Pull up with a stick, bet it'll blow
Pull up with yo bitch, bet she on go
Ooh, yeah
Let that bitch hit one time
I'm outta my mind, uh
Sip goop on the time
I put that on my mind
Can't trust no soul
I don't spend no dime
150, thats a lot, yeah
Blood better not try ya
Put him on a t-shirt
Now his mom crying
These lil' niggas dying
Guap', I get it, I'm buying
Hoes on the road, niggas show after my shows nigga
Look at my dough, go look at yo dough nigga
Niggas they bitches, they hoes nigga
Don't know what the fuck they want nigga
Fuck my daddy 'cause he ain't even pay child support nigga
I'm out here and I did this shit all by myself, no support nigga
I kick out the door nigga, lookin' at you, get yo ho nigga
I'ma go rob that store nigga, and take everything you want nigga
I know nigga
Know, know
Woah, woah
Ho, ho
Let that organ hit (Dylvinci got the code)
Let that-let that organ hit
Let that
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Writer(s): Steve Coles
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