Alone (feat. UNLVCKY LUCIANØ)

Sorry baby girl had to go rob a store
I gotta get all my guap alone
I don't feel shit I'm just tryna bone
Don't worry about me don't go hit my phone

I'm with my niggas, and we get some racks
Big ass sig you know it's gon clap
Me and my boys we stay in the trap
Money come first you know that's a fact
I'm tired of the robbing, the jugging, finessing, and all of the hitting the licks
All I want to do is chill with the clique, suck on her clit, fuck on ya bitch
Run up on me I'll leave you in a ditch
Messing with Luci is not in your mix
I ain't afraid to let the K bang
Rocking with shooters but I don't gang bang
Me and my niggas we going to come up
Fuck all the cops you know they too stuck up
Chop of the door and I don't give a fuck
Fast ass runner I'll never be in cuffs
Baby girl don't go come to my place
Going through shit got to push you away
Bitch, you already know that I want you to stay
But these fuck boys still wanna play

Sorry baby girl had to go rob a store
I gotta get all my guap alone
I don't feel shit I'm just tryna bone
Don't worry about me don't go hit my phone

I had to run up my bands alone
Ice on my wrist this ain't two-tone
Rub off the paint like acetone
I'm too stressed out please don't call my phone
I tell that lil' bitch to just leave me alone
Talk down on my bitch get hit with the chrome
He tried to talk down I hit him with drums
Still finessing Flums
Go get your racks up you fucking bum
Smoke in the air it came straight from my lungs
I run up the bag I do it for fun
She is so fine, I hope she the one
I call him sky 'cause he is my son
Big body Benz it weigh bout a ton
Please stop rapping yo shit is buns
Big racks, bitch im all about my funds



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Writer(s): Quon Wynn
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