(N) INE
I'm walkin' around with a nine (blah, blah, woo!)
The pussy been calling my line (blah, woo!)
I walk in that bih with my- (blah, woo!)
I walk in that bih with my fire (blah, woo!)
I got the lean on deck, you niggas know that, so they hit my line (blah, blah, woo!)
I just sip on the lil' syrup, get in my bag, I don't even try (I don't even try)
I get to the money like every day (day)
I ball on these niggas like I'm a holiday (day)
You not even close, boy, you out the way
I dig to the mud, I dig to the point
Now you know I'm sipping on every day
You know how it go in this bitch (woo!)
I'm pouring up 4's with the click (woo!)
The ho sucked me up like a tick (yeah!)
I'm doing magic they think I'm a witch (yeah!)
Sike, they think I'm a wizard (wizard)
You look at my wrist, it's a blizzard (brrr)
I'm totin' my cutter, my scissor
I'm beating the cat up for dinner
Keeping my wood, I'm keeping splinter
Iced out wrist for the winter
Yeah, they think I'm a Don
I just walked in with my wand
Sike, I came in with batons
I'm in Paris, bitch, I hate what they been
Taking ecstasy, ain't feeling my limbs
Couldn't talk to a bitch with no sins
I flex on niggas every chance that I get
I got too much money, I could hop in a vet
More money, I had to run up my digits
I done bailed out niggas from my legion
I got your bitch that needs in my legion
You want some money, just give me a reason
Spilling the Wockhardt
I need a doctor (I need a doctor)
Spilling the Wockhardt
I need a doctor (I need a doctor)
I'm walkin' around with a nine (blah, blah, woo!)
The pussy been calling my line (blah, woo!)
I walk in that bih with my- (blah, woo!)
I walk in that bih with my fire (blah, woo!)
I got the lean on deck, you niggas know that, so they hit my line (blah, blah, woo!)
I just sip on the lil' syrup, get in my bag, I don't even try (I don't even try)
You niggas look up to me
I got a house and it came with a beach
Costs couple M's, you can check the receipt
Used to be holes in my shoes
Now damn, I rock the Maison Margiela
I hit 'em back to get the elites
Maybe then I'll feel complete
Perform at these shows, I'm going so crazy
These bitches wanna have my babies
Them bitches go crazy, niggas go crazy
Even some say that I saved them
I pulled in a whip and it's so damn big
That it's finna fuck up the pavement
I hit from the back, she's screaming to God, but pussy girl, I am your savior
I'm walkin' around with a nine (blah, blah, woo!)
The pussy been calling my line (blah, woo!)
I walk in that bih with my- (blah, woo!)
I walk in that bih with my fire (blah, woo!)
I got the lean on deck, you niggas know that, so they hit my line (blah, blah, woo!)
I just sip on the lil' syrup, get in my bag, I don't even try (I don't even try)
I'm walkin' around with a nine (blah, blah, woo!)
The pussy been calling my line (blah, woo!)
I walk in that bih with my- (blah, woo!)
I walk in that bih with my fire (blah, woo!)
I got the lean on deck, you niggas know that, so they hit my line (blah, blah, woo!)
I just sip on the lil' syrup, get in my bag, I don't even try (I don't even try)
(I'm walking around with a nine, I'm walking around with a nine)
(I got the-, I got the lean on deck)
(I just sip on the lil' syrup)
The pussy been calling my line (blah, woo!)
I walk in that bih with my- (blah, woo!)
I walk in that bih with my fire (blah, woo!)
I got the lean on deck, you niggas know that, so they hit my line (blah, blah, woo!)
I just sip on the lil' syrup, get in my bag, I don't even try (I don't even try)
I get to the money like every day (day)
I ball on these niggas like I'm a holiday (day)
You not even close, boy, you out the way
I dig to the mud, I dig to the point
Now you know I'm sipping on every day
You know how it go in this bitch (woo!)
I'm pouring up 4's with the click (woo!)
The ho sucked me up like a tick (yeah!)
I'm doing magic they think I'm a witch (yeah!)
Sike, they think I'm a wizard (wizard)
You look at my wrist, it's a blizzard (brrr)
I'm totin' my cutter, my scissor
I'm beating the cat up for dinner
Keeping my wood, I'm keeping splinter
Iced out wrist for the winter
Yeah, they think I'm a Don
I just walked in with my wand
Sike, I came in with batons
I'm in Paris, bitch, I hate what they been
Taking ecstasy, ain't feeling my limbs
Couldn't talk to a bitch with no sins
I flex on niggas every chance that I get
I got too much money, I could hop in a vet
More money, I had to run up my digits
I done bailed out niggas from my legion
I got your bitch that needs in my legion
You want some money, just give me a reason
Spilling the Wockhardt
I need a doctor (I need a doctor)
Spilling the Wockhardt
I need a doctor (I need a doctor)
I'm walkin' around with a nine (blah, blah, woo!)
The pussy been calling my line (blah, woo!)
I walk in that bih with my- (blah, woo!)
I walk in that bih with my fire (blah, woo!)
I got the lean on deck, you niggas know that, so they hit my line (blah, blah, woo!)
I just sip on the lil' syrup, get in my bag, I don't even try (I don't even try)
You niggas look up to me
I got a house and it came with a beach
Costs couple M's, you can check the receipt
Used to be holes in my shoes
Now damn, I rock the Maison Margiela
I hit 'em back to get the elites
Maybe then I'll feel complete
Perform at these shows, I'm going so crazy
These bitches wanna have my babies
Them bitches go crazy, niggas go crazy
Even some say that I saved them
I pulled in a whip and it's so damn big
That it's finna fuck up the pavement
I hit from the back, she's screaming to God, but pussy girl, I am your savior
I'm walkin' around with a nine (blah, blah, woo!)
The pussy been calling my line (blah, woo!)
I walk in that bih with my- (blah, woo!)
I walk in that bih with my fire (blah, woo!)
I got the lean on deck, you niggas know that, so they hit my line (blah, blah, woo!)
I just sip on the lil' syrup, get in my bag, I don't even try (I don't even try)
I'm walkin' around with a nine (blah, blah, woo!)
The pussy been calling my line (blah, woo!)
I walk in that bih with my- (blah, woo!)
I walk in that bih with my fire (blah, woo!)
I got the lean on deck, you niggas know that, so they hit my line (blah, blah, woo!)
I just sip on the lil' syrup, get in my bag, I don't even try (I don't even try)
(I'm walking around with a nine, I'm walking around with a nine)
(I got the-, I got the lean on deck)
(I just sip on the lil' syrup)
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Writer(s): Tyreek Solomon Pellerin, Christopher Quillin
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