Yelloh Gonz

I woke up last weekend
Itching and fiending
I woke up last weekend
Itching and fiending
Diving in the deep end
I've been fighting demons
Drugs got me peaking
And I don't know what I'm seeing

Baby can you hold me
Like I hold my Glock
Baby can you go up
Advance on the stock
I put extended clip on the Glock
Put a stock on it
I don't know what these niggas want
But I'll pop on it
I just need the mother fucking beats for the cheap
I don't need these mother fuckers saying all that BLEEP
All that mother fucking Hoorah
Who is this?
I might hit your bitch up and she sipping Tris

I don't give a fuck cause I do not miss
I do not miss
I just hit
I just hit
Every time
I don't know if I gotta get sour like lime
I do this every time
Dropping bars like they dimes

Im dropping tens
Im dropping twenties
Im getting on your bitch and I get the honey
She bounce up and down like a fucking bunny
I don't know what you want, she a gold digger
And she digging for a nigga like me cause I'm counting figures
Yeah I get deeper than you
I get deeper than rap.oouu
Get deeper than your mother fucking pockets lil nigga
My pockets overweight
My pockets overweight



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Writer(s): Caleb Grissom-valenzuela
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