Fr

Yeah
Ain't the one that's catching bodies I'm The one that's calling shots
Police pull me over got that load you Know I'm jumping out
Making money out the trap but I ain't Whipping out no pots
Spent some cream on my ice no I ain't Talking dip n dots
Ain't the one that's catching bodies I'm The one that's calling shots
Police pull me over got that load you Know I'm jumping out
Making money out the trap but I ain't Whipping out no pots
Spent some cream on my ice no I ain't Talking dip n dots

Young nigga all about my cream but I Ain't Russian
(Russian)
Take a loss and get it back just like it's Nothing
(Nothing)
Told her fuck up out my face with all That fussing
(Fussin')
Then I bent her over then we started Fuckin(Yuh)
I ain't Giannis but this pistol get to Bucking
If pussy nigga try me blow his kidney Out his Stomach
Don't give a fuck if I'm rapping or not
Nigga run up you get done up swear to God you getting shot
And We ain't trapping on the weekend Cause we know it's to hot
I Swear these Niggas don't want Smoke they better call in a Swat
And don't be asking bout my jewelry Cause it cost me a lot
My momma told me watch my circle Cause you know they gont plot
(Fr)
Fulla Wock swerving down the lane I Damn near hit the shoulder
Rolling up out straight out the p cause All my bows be 10 and over
Think i gotta problem I stay mad That's why I'm never sober
Licks steady be bitching the prices Need to drop it lower

Ain't the one that's catching bodies I'm The one that's calling shots
Police pull me over got that load you Know I'm jumping out
Making money out the trap but I ain't Whipping out no pots
Spent some cream on my ice no I ain't Talking dip n dots
Ain't the one that's catching bodies I'm The one that's calling shots
Police pull me over got that load you Know I'm jumping out
Making money out the trap but I ain't Whipping out no pots
Spent some cream on my ice no I ain't Talking dip n dots

You reap what you sow so you sow What you reap
You know I'm trapping getting my Paper 7 days out the week
And we ain't fucking with no jobs we Get this shit out the street
And all my niggas call me burger cause I'm with all the beef
I Got that Rollie on my wrist I really Want that Phillipe
Be Flooding the city with the Ps you Better pull up a jeep
You know I'm taxing on the prices so Ain't shit going for cheap
Cause if im blessing everybody how The fuck i'm gont eat
(Fr)

Ain't the one that's catching bodies I'm The one that's calling shots
Police pull me over got that load you Know I'm jumping out
Making money out the trap but I ain't Whipping out no pots
Spent some cream on my ice no I ain't Talking dip n dots
Ain't the one that's catching bodies I'm The one that's calling shots
Police pull me over got that load you Know I'm jumping out
Making money out the trap but I ain't Whipping out no pots
Spent some cream on my ice no I ain't Talking dip n dots



Credits
Writer(s): Javerious Holden
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