Bows

When you came in the spot we got bows all over the floor
Serve a nigga what he need, get it and go
You nigga better watch what you saying on them Facebook post
Sneak dissing on the gang how you niggas get smoked
I'm from the Westside, but got niggas on the Eastside
They really cut like that and they coming from College through Post
Enjoy the fruits of my labor, nigga I ain't even tryna boast
I'm stepping on these niggas necks they think they caught up
But ain't even close

Niggas hate Lil Dough cause I got a money vision
Niggas hate me too because they ain't there to second witness
Yes I own the trap you talking gwop, then you can visit
I loan you something boy, you ain't got my gwop you come up missing
That's the way it go if you want money in ya hands
You gotta learn to turn 10 dollars to some fucking bands
Ain't getting none cause you falling off giving the credit to the next man
You a bum I see where you stand
And Its a shame I gotta speak up on the next person
Ain't getting no money don't need you around cause you really worthless
The 40 stay close so best believe the 40 murk em
Lil Dough LGG and best believe I'm fucking lurking
Niggas always starting shit
My niggas ain't doing no arguing
Call us electricians how we come through and get to sparking shit
We send them bows off like a auctioning
In my mind all I see is darkness
Don't jump in that fucking water if you can't swim

When you came in the spot we got bows all over the floor
Serve a nigga what he need, get it and go
You nigga better watch what you saying on them Facebook post
Sneak dissing on the gang how you niggas get smoked
I'm from the Westside, but got niggas on the Eastside
They really cut like that and they coming from College through Post
Enjoy the fruits of my labor, nigga I ain't even tryna boast
I'm stepping on these niggas necks they think they caught up
But ain't even close

Came in the spot we got bows all over the floor
Serve a nigga what he need, get it and go
You nigga better watch what you saying on them Facebook post
Sneak dissing on the gang how you niggas get smoked
I'm from the Westside, but got niggas on the Eastside
They really cut like that and they coming from College through Post
Enjoy the fruits of my labor, nigga I ain't even tryna boast
I'm stepping on these niggas necks they think they caught up
But ain't even close



Credits
Writer(s): J Hayden
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