8ight
I can't go nowhere without my tool
I'm traumatized
My city real life Call of Duty
I be ten toes down don't need a crew
Don't keep people around me
Just a few
You ain't ever have to sleep on top a
Coat
You don't know about nights it was
Cold we was sleeping down on the
Floor
She don't know that her nigga be
Jamming my line he be texting
Good morning
They gone hate you when you pull
Up in a foreign
I ain't ever ran from shit bitch
How about you?
I was brought up around gorillas like
A zoo
Shut up all that wolfing
Hoop and howling
Hooty shoot
I'm certified to step on shot
You Rudy Pooh
I had to run up my bands
Thanking most high these blessings
Come ten fold
Make sure you keep yo grass cut
Lock your back door
Own family will back door you
Never lack
Keep your eyes open
Stack
Pray
Stay out the way
That's big facts
I don't want your nigga bitch he
Shih Tzu
Ain't shit little about me bitch I'm
Big Goonie
If you not getting your bag right
That shot for nincompoops
I can't fuck with you
Cause that shit dead
I'm still getting head
Twenties
Fifties
Hundreds
All about the Benjamin's
I had to cut some people off cause
They ain't mean me no good
Like Rocko said
They wanna see me fucked up
In the hood
That's why I can't go nowhere
Without my tool
I'm traumatized
My city real life Call of Duty
I be ten toes down don't need a crew
Don't keep people around me
Just a few
You ain't ever have to sleep on top a
Coat
You don't know about nights it was
Cold we was sleeping down on the
Floor
She don't know that her nigga be
Jamming my line he be texting
Good morning
They gone hate you when you pull
Up in a foreign
I ain't ever ran from shit bitch
How about you?
I was brought up around gorillas like
A zoo
Shut up all that wolfing
Hoop and howling
Hooty shoot
I'm certified to step on shot
You Rudy Pooh
I had to run up my bands
Thanking most high these blessings
Come ten fold
Make sure you keep yo grass cut
Lock your back door
Own family will back door you
Never lack
Keep your eyes open
Stack
Pray
Stay out the way
That's big facts
I don't want your nigga bitch he
Shih Tzu
Ain't shit little about me bitch I'm
Big Goonie
If you not getting your bag right
That shot for nincompoops
I can't fuck with you
Cause that shit dead
I'm still getting head
Twenties
Fifties
Hundreds
All about the Benjamin's
I had to cut some people off cause
They ain't mean me no good
Like Rocko said
They wanna see me fucked up
In the hood
That's why I can't go nowhere
Without my tool
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Writer(s): Arielle Moore
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