Dynasty (feat. NV Corleone)

Alright
I been popping percs they got me feeling numb like some morphine
On that one song I said 12 accounts we got 14
Shred a nigga block we den fucked up the whole scene
Niggas looking for a job I'm looking for some more fiends

VC on the Wocky bottle that mean codeine
I just poured a 12 in one pop that's like four 3s
Walks yo mans down and take his bag like let me hoard these
Tryna make some pape hey Citizens I need some more cheese

Niggas think I'm fucked up but these runs ain't over yet
Rell put me hip to some sauce that get yo life set
Them niggas mad at me about my money like they lost a bet
A nigga saw Bang he shit hisself I heard he heavy press

Walking in chops out clear the room yeah that's a heavy step
See me on the road I got some pints so that's a heavy check
Off the 30 she been sucking dick for hours got a heavy neck
Could've shot yo mans with a clean Glock but grabbed a dirty tech

Send yo information guaranteed you make some quick money
Please close yo legs I ain't fucking suck this dick honey
Brodie bought a pint without the seal I know it's hit dummy
Drinking Wock delicious yeah I feel another sip coming

Niggas can't afford Wock they got that little Tris money
On the porch FedEx pulling up I know them gifts coming
Niggas wanna talk about the pape but won't risk nothing
Bringing out the sticks ain't tryna talk we tryna dish something

Fucking with plug got me itching off the Chinese V
I'm in a room with a bunch goats we the dynasty
Them bitches used to hoe me now these little bitches liking me
Know some Mexicans that hit AZ just to find them keys

No metaphors on this beat but I'm still cutting up
I fucked up a lot of money runs but I'm still thumbing up
I'll sell you a deuce for a 100 if you dumb enough
So much money in this bitch I told NV grab a dumping truck

You window shopping when you hit the mall you is not gone buy it
They know it's pints up in the crib but they is not gone try it
She in that blue thang with me her nigga not gone like it
My niggas stay on the go but we is not no titans

Pending cases got me on diversion this is not no HYTA
They tryna catch some smoke with us but they ain't got no lighters
Jerm brought the Glocky in the party so it's not no fighting
Niggas wanna start a war with us but we don't do no typing

Why would I worry bout a bitch when she broke as fuck
Why would I buy a fake piece when I can go to hutch
Why would I front you a bag ain't seen a bow in months
Why would niggas try to play with us they know the jokes is up

Why would I put a nigga on and he scared to punch
Why would I ever fear a nigga that be getting punked
Why would I share my cup with you and you ain't pouring up
Why would I take a charge for you ain't hit the road with us



Credits
Writer(s): Rickey Stone Ii
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