7 Eleven
Told my dealer
Let's meet at seven eleven
If he try to trick on me ima up that Mac eleven (Woo)
I got demons in my mind but I'm still going to heaven
I don't fuck with no cops one plus eleven
You ain't got no hi-tek that's that fake juice (Blah)
Yea I'm sipping lean codeine and I'm very booted
We be going up just like a pair of shoes
He tried to talk to us like boy who the fuck is you
Yuh yuh
Bitch yeah you can't afford this fortune
You still struggling with your loan you little bored bitch
Y'all want the kid but I put him up for abortion
Man that's cruel as fuck
Now I'm bout to put him for adoption
I told her to pop her shit and she did it
Yea we spin the block spinning like a fidget
My money growing up my money not a midget
Yeah
But I still get chicken, bread (Yuh) what ever you call it
I gave my keys to valet I told that nigga to park it
Why you lying so damn much just stop it
Why you always trying to get the newest shit boy you ain't copping
She just coming coming coming coming
Now I'm really bunny stunning like I'm bunny hoping
For christmas put a little band in her stocking
Told my dealer
Let's meet at seven eleven
If he try to trick on me ima up that Mac eleven (Woo)
I got demons in my mind but I'm still going to heaven
I don't fuck with no cops one plus eleven
Let's meet at seven eleven
If he try to trick on me ima up that Mac eleven (Woo)
I got demons in my mind but I'm still going to heaven
I don't fuck with no cops one plus eleven
You ain't got no hi-tek that's that fake juice (Blah)
Yea I'm sipping lean codeine and I'm very booted
We be going up just like a pair of shoes
He tried to talk to us like boy who the fuck is you
Yuh yuh
Bitch yeah you can't afford this fortune
You still struggling with your loan you little bored bitch
Y'all want the kid but I put him up for abortion
Man that's cruel as fuck
Now I'm bout to put him for adoption
I told her to pop her shit and she did it
Yea we spin the block spinning like a fidget
My money growing up my money not a midget
Yeah
But I still get chicken, bread (Yuh) what ever you call it
I gave my keys to valet I told that nigga to park it
Why you lying so damn much just stop it
Why you always trying to get the newest shit boy you ain't copping
She just coming coming coming coming
Now I'm really bunny stunning like I'm bunny hoping
For christmas put a little band in her stocking
Told my dealer
Let's meet at seven eleven
If he try to trick on me ima up that Mac eleven (Woo)
I got demons in my mind but I'm still going to heaven
I don't fuck with no cops one plus eleven
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Writer(s): Chris Orkes
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