Sippin
I catch a flight to get a bag right now nothing else important
Gang Tre-Tre official but I'm scoring like I'm Jordan
Had a pound and some bands should've fucced around and floored it
Next day its a re-up with the guys yuh I need more of it
No hoes up in my crib go to strip clubs I wanna see whores in there
Stopped fuccing with the frat parties too many people snort in there
As much money as i'm getting i got designer you can't order that
If we sell it's a scam better get your order bacc
8 a.m in downtown LA, just poured up a 8th
Bitch you know my money good, bitch my money straight
Everybody with me eating, we all got a plate
Ma'am I cannot take you out I don't do no dinner dates
Racks I get that's everyday, I'm on the interstate
Broke nigga talk he in my way, we don't give no cuts no fade
We don't really give no fade, ayy these niggas know we getting cake
I pour wocc up in some lemonade, you know how I'm sippin
I know some real ass bloods, but most of my niggas crippin
All these niggas take drugs, I swear they soul empty
Niggas really tryna copy swag, they like the way I'm living
I pour wocc up in some lemonade, you know how I'm sippin
I know some real ass bloods, but most of my niggas crippin
All these niggas take drugs, I swear they soul empty
Niggas really tryna copy swag, they like the way I'm living
Bad bitch from the islands let me fly her out
Some niggas been lying ion fucc with the clout
If you ever need me say so just send a route
Travel cross the globe, spent some cash in large amounts
Told that bitch ion need her, already got a money counter
Bitch look truthful but if she lying, I wouldn't doubt it
I been tryna count up a baccend, get Ricch like Roddy
But I seen the envy through there eyes, they been plotting
Got a bitch do what I say she been on assignments
Not into the internet we squeeze gloccs not typing
This jugging got me roccing McQueens no lightning
You want the money I'm getting but how you not like me
I rather go run up cake then bring them sticcs out
If you cross that line we gone have to send a blitz out
Didn't have it, now i have it she want me to hit now
I use to be a smelly kid, ion care I'm the shit now
I pour wocc up in some lemonade, you know how I'm sippin
I know some real ass bloods, but most of my niggas crippin
All these niggas take drugs, I swear they soul empty
Niggas really tryna copy swag, they like the way I'm living
Gang Tre-Tre official but I'm scoring like I'm Jordan
Had a pound and some bands should've fucced around and floored it
Next day its a re-up with the guys yuh I need more of it
No hoes up in my crib go to strip clubs I wanna see whores in there
Stopped fuccing with the frat parties too many people snort in there
As much money as i'm getting i got designer you can't order that
If we sell it's a scam better get your order bacc
8 a.m in downtown LA, just poured up a 8th
Bitch you know my money good, bitch my money straight
Everybody with me eating, we all got a plate
Ma'am I cannot take you out I don't do no dinner dates
Racks I get that's everyday, I'm on the interstate
Broke nigga talk he in my way, we don't give no cuts no fade
We don't really give no fade, ayy these niggas know we getting cake
I pour wocc up in some lemonade, you know how I'm sippin
I know some real ass bloods, but most of my niggas crippin
All these niggas take drugs, I swear they soul empty
Niggas really tryna copy swag, they like the way I'm living
I pour wocc up in some lemonade, you know how I'm sippin
I know some real ass bloods, but most of my niggas crippin
All these niggas take drugs, I swear they soul empty
Niggas really tryna copy swag, they like the way I'm living
Bad bitch from the islands let me fly her out
Some niggas been lying ion fucc with the clout
If you ever need me say so just send a route
Travel cross the globe, spent some cash in large amounts
Told that bitch ion need her, already got a money counter
Bitch look truthful but if she lying, I wouldn't doubt it
I been tryna count up a baccend, get Ricch like Roddy
But I seen the envy through there eyes, they been plotting
Got a bitch do what I say she been on assignments
Not into the internet we squeeze gloccs not typing
This jugging got me roccing McQueens no lightning
You want the money I'm getting but how you not like me
I rather go run up cake then bring them sticcs out
If you cross that line we gone have to send a blitz out
Didn't have it, now i have it she want me to hit now
I use to be a smelly kid, ion care I'm the shit now
I pour wocc up in some lemonade, you know how I'm sippin
I know some real ass bloods, but most of my niggas crippin
All these niggas take drugs, I swear they soul empty
Niggas really tryna copy swag, they like the way I'm living
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Writer(s): Malik Whitaker
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