In The Club

Fuck her ass i throw money in the club
Sippin on henny and I'm chillin with some thugs
Hmmmmmmmmm, I told him keep your head down and stack your paper
If a nigga really want it, duck them laser

Fuck her ass i throw money in the club
Sippin on henny and I'm chillin with some thugs
My bro a felon, he can't even tote a gun
I told him keep your head down and stack your paper
If a nigga really want better duck them laser

Long live my baby zae we gon make it bro
Ian trippen baby, look me up on YouTube
Matter fact bitch, search me up on Google
Theses niggas haten and they tranna steal my swag
Dirty bullets out this k, hit yo backkk
Look momma I just made it in the rap game
Fuck a chain, poping out bet i hit your brain

My little nigga came up he just hit a stain
Little mama come my way, come gimme brain
How tf you mad at me?, cause yo bitch in my dm
She told me "sosa nut in me I'm tranna be a bm"

Ian gonna nut in you, you better swallow all theses kids
I drank hell activist i started pissin red
Scratch the serial of the Glock this ghost gun
I called my Glock ghost busters it's funna catch some

Little baby she so sweet just like honey
Is me baby or want my money?
Cute light skin bitch she so funny
I'm tranna find a women just like my momma
And I'm clutchin on the k like osama
My homie change for some dollas that was nada

Fuck her ass i throw money in the club
Sippin on henny and I'm chillin with some thugs
My bro a felon he can't even tote a gun
I told him keep your head down and stack your paper
If a nigga really want better duck dem laser

Long live my baby zae we gon make it bro
Ian trippen baby look me up on YouTube
Matter fact butch search me up on Google

Ayyy



Credits
Writer(s): John Calderon Sosa
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