Religion
I'm so low
Keep that 5 on go
Yo bitch down to blow
Suck me and my bro
Guess you didn't know
Guess you didn't know
Guess you didn't know
Is you finally slide
Ain't no picking sides
Posted with that fye
Boy might lose his life
Scene look like a crime
You don't wanna shine
Leave a hoe behind
That bitch never mine
Yeah got me moving slow bitch
Getting to the dough
Gripping on the pole bitch
Shooters stay on go
Wherever they will go bitch
My brothers I will go
Money on my mind I'm a stay afloat
I don't got the time bitch
You been wasting time
Xanny on my mind but I've been feeling fine
Got bands it make them go around
They toting that gun around
Chopper we gone mow them down
We got him in his prime
Woah I just took the lead
Yo bitch hit my iPhone said she wanna meet
Shawty let it die down I got too much heat
I don't got to lie now she just came to cheat
Aye run up bitch get crease
How you think you up when you only do the least
I came to yo block bitch I disturbed the peace
Fifty in this drum yeah this bitch finally eat
Call my nigga jack yeah hit you AOE
When they hear this song aye they gone hit repeat
Bitch I'm way too hot need to cool it down
The words don't stop till I make my sound
Got that money in my hand
Now her panties on the ground
Now her panties on the ground
Bad lil goth hoe when she come around
Need a bad lil bitch ima put it in her mouth
Got the tats on her waist my lil baby got me proud
Leave that nut up on her brow
She a freak I know she down
Keep that 5 on go
Yo bitch down to blow
Suck me and my bro
Guess you didn't know
Guess you didn't know
Guess you didn't know
Is you finally slide
Ain't no picking sides
Posted with that fye
Boy might lose his life
Scene look like a crime
You don't wanna shine
Leave a hoe behind
That bitch never mine
Yeah got me moving slow bitch
Getting to the dough
Gripping on the pole bitch
Shooters stay on go
Wherever they will go bitch
My brothers I will go
Money on my mind I'm a stay afloat
I don't got the time bitch
You been wasting time
Xanny on my mind but I've been feeling fine
Got bands it make them go around
They toting that gun around
Chopper we gone mow them down
We got him in his prime
Woah I just took the lead
Yo bitch hit my iPhone said she wanna meet
Shawty let it die down I got too much heat
I don't got to lie now she just came to cheat
Aye run up bitch get crease
How you think you up when you only do the least
I came to yo block bitch I disturbed the peace
Fifty in this drum yeah this bitch finally eat
Call my nigga jack yeah hit you AOE
When they hear this song aye they gone hit repeat
Bitch I'm way too hot need to cool it down
The words don't stop till I make my sound
Got that money in my hand
Now her panties on the ground
Now her panties on the ground
Bad lil goth hoe when she come around
Need a bad lil bitch ima put it in her mouth
Got the tats on her waist my lil baby got me proud
Leave that nut up on her brow
She a freak I know she down
Credits
Writer(s): Damontre Redmon
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