Different

Hold up we two different niggas
Ain't no hoe in me
I got some niggas who a blow it turn it first degree
When I pulled up they like, "hold up this a murder scene"
"You can only come to pull up for emergencies"

I'm like coo, but done speaking onnat shit
Won't bring no profit in the future for my kids uh
Ain't grab no work, but them bows was my gig
Was on probation with that pole at the crib uh,
Just went shopping at the sto' with my bitch
Can't do no lacking got my pole innis bitch
You do that yapping you get stole innis bitch
Cause allat cappin get you gone with the wind

Call up migo when I reup on them bows nigga
Yo como queso need it quick my money long
If you try n reach for me that get you gone
Now yo ass funky tee mixed wit VLone

Hold up we two different niggas
Ain't no hoe in me
I got some niggas who a blow it turn it first degree
When I pulled up they like, "hold up this a murder scene"
"You can only come to pull up for emergencies"

Said that you gone show me
I'm like what the fuck you mean?
I'll really bend that corner
With that choppa and two-three
Niggas better watch that corner
I'll pop you like a three
Catch em stretch em with that blower
Finna rip yo ass to piece

Hold up we two different niggas
Ain't no hoe in me
I got some niggas who a blow it turn it first degree
When I pulled up they like, "hold up this a murder scene"
"You can only come to pull up for emergencies"
Aye, aye, for emergencies
Uh, aye, say this a murder scene (it's a murda)
Aye, for emergencies
Aye, say this a murder scene, nigga



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Writer(s): Lawrence Whitsitt
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