Miss The Point
Baby bust it down all that you want
Ball like Lonzo I know how to stunt
Be Kobe if I finish still not done
Do a finisher hit 'em and one
Lowest of days I'll be mile high
Lotta bad bitches they getting mile high
She a Insta pic gotta double tap like
She a tinder no left I do swipe right
Miss the point where's my problem
No phenix but y'all my sons
Woo on gang when we do stunt
Who is you why you so bad
Light the blunt if you real one
Iverson when we pick bones
Fuck the club up real 'bout it
Fuck the club up real 'bout it
Bussin it ten times got it like a Lambo
Askin' for the shots Imma bring it Rambo
Dual wilde bitch dual wilde stick
Need two guns in my hand like I got a Kimbo
Gotta lotta friends gotta lotta different Ms
Gotta lotta Alicia gotta lotta different keys
Gotta may weather gotta lotta different bands
When it's bands and muscles you know they just
Miss the point where's my problem
No phenix but y'all my sons
Woo on gang when we do stunt
Who is you why you so bad
Light the blunt if you real one
Iverson when we pick bones
Fuck the club up real 'bout it
Fuck the club up real 'bout it
Draggin' out gave 'em peace of my mind
Spazzing out all the shots she lined
Tappin' out bedroom trap house
Rattin' out ain't trustin' no mouse
Get to drinkin'
Gin & Tonic she just drank
That boy Smith & Wesson ain't no play
Take 'em Maybach not no May
Runaway girl not no Ye
Ball like Lonzo I know how to stunt
Be Kobe if I finish still not done
Do a finisher hit 'em and one
Lowest of days I'll be mile high
Lotta bad bitches they getting mile high
She a Insta pic gotta double tap like
She a tinder no left I do swipe right
Miss the point where's my problem
No phenix but y'all my sons
Woo on gang when we do stunt
Who is you why you so bad
Light the blunt if you real one
Iverson when we pick bones
Fuck the club up real 'bout it
Fuck the club up real 'bout it
Bussin it ten times got it like a Lambo
Askin' for the shots Imma bring it Rambo
Dual wilde bitch dual wilde stick
Need two guns in my hand like I got a Kimbo
Gotta lotta friends gotta lotta different Ms
Gotta lotta Alicia gotta lotta different keys
Gotta may weather gotta lotta different bands
When it's bands and muscles you know they just
Miss the point where's my problem
No phenix but y'all my sons
Woo on gang when we do stunt
Who is you why you so bad
Light the blunt if you real one
Iverson when we pick bones
Fuck the club up real 'bout it
Fuck the club up real 'bout it
Draggin' out gave 'em peace of my mind
Spazzing out all the shots she lined
Tappin' out bedroom trap house
Rattin' out ain't trustin' no mouse
Get to drinkin'
Gin & Tonic she just drank
That boy Smith & Wesson ain't no play
Take 'em Maybach not no May
Runaway girl not no Ye
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