Tally Up
Dracos, Switches, and Arps
These lame ass niggas think they can step up to me
Putting money on my head, pussy come get the bounty
Better have your blick if you hanging 'round me
Fucking with me we gon run this money up
Rob that nigga for his blick he ain't have it tucked
Shoutout to the gang, for me they all gon' clutch
Talking down on the gang, then you really fucked
Shawty yeah you bad, but you is not my speed
Certified bag chaser, money just keep calling (Calling)
Momma worry about my health
Asked me what i'm sipping on, i told her lean
Pull up on the opps
Glock like lullabies, put them in forever sleep
Hit that bitch one night
Few months later, she call missin' me
They know kazi a slut, real deal killer
They don't give no fucks (They don't give no fucks)
Talking down on the gang
Rally 'em up, KKK we hang 'em up
Dracos, Switches, and Arps
These lame ass niggas think they can step up to me
Putting money on my head, pussy come get the bounty
Better have your blick if you hanging 'round me
Fucking with me we gon run this money up
Rob that nigga for his blick he ain't have it tucked
Shoutout to the gang, for me they all gon' clutch
Talking down on the gang, then you really fucked
These lame ass niggas think they can step up to me
Putting money on my head, pussy come get the bounty
Better have your blick if you hanging 'round me
Fucking with me we gon run this money up
Rob that nigga for his blick he ain't have it tucked
Shoutout to the gang, for me they all gon' clutch
Talking down on the gang, then you really fucked
Shawty yeah you bad, but you is not my speed
Certified bag chaser, money just keep calling (Calling)
Momma worry about my health
Asked me what i'm sipping on, i told her lean
Pull up on the opps
Glock like lullabies, put them in forever sleep
Hit that bitch one night
Few months later, she call missin' me
They know kazi a slut, real deal killer
They don't give no fucks (They don't give no fucks)
Talking down on the gang
Rally 'em up, KKK we hang 'em up
Dracos, Switches, and Arps
These lame ass niggas think they can step up to me
Putting money on my head, pussy come get the bounty
Better have your blick if you hanging 'round me
Fucking with me we gon run this money up
Rob that nigga for his blick he ain't have it tucked
Shoutout to the gang, for me they all gon' clutch
Talking down on the gang, then you really fucked
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Writer(s): Durrel Robinson Jr
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