Giving Beds Out

The hospital giving beds out 4x

Big Glock this b is a 1 of 1 they ain't playing Fair but you
better touch your gun.
I ain't gotta pay my killas they gone step in the name of love.
I been back stabbed so much, I don't know wtf to trust.
I had bricks,
I had boats of pills and 20 pounds of bud.
Bitch I feel like trell made it,
I really got it out the mud.
Walking round this bitch head high like I can't be touched,
Rollie plan Jane, backed up this bitch need to be flashed.
I'm hearing these niggas,
Waiting on them to make a move, Caviar down,
I paid 2000 for my tennis shoes,
iced up looking like Mr. T I pity the fool.
Always in a bitch, I am Shampoo.
Head shot they don't do no legs, they gone finish you,
Half these niggas playing hide and seek, we playing peek a boo,
I can't even lie, I'm eating breakfast lunch and dinner to,
Turn my bed room into a mf chicken coop.

They hospital giving beds out.4x

I had niggas moving packs, I had guns long as Shaq,
I was in the middle of the war like I Iraq,
I can spend yo a check tonight,
and in the morning make it back.
I don't want that lil bitch you cuffing nigga
She a rat, only way we fucking if she agree to no strings attached.
Lil niggas busting they trying to knock a brain out a hat.
These niggas lying,
They be chasing clout without the facts, niggas dying from covid
But I still want go get the vax. I really got it out the streets,
Yeah I really sold crack.
Team full of exterminators we came to kill the rats,
big 45 on me lift a nigga like a jack. Gotta shaking in they
boots I'm taking off like a jet.
My bitch get whatever she want she a brat,
and I can get whatever I want, I got a check.
I use to fuck with some niggas
that lost my respect.
Cause they smile in yo face and talk shit behind yo back.



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Writer(s): Rodrick A Davis
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