Big Trappa
Bitch
I'm just here to get some bucks
And make some ends touch
Nigga fuck friends
In the end
Friends switch up
I'm Gang Related
All my bros be known to fuckin bang Somthing
Gd folks, vice lords and bloods and i Hang with cuz an them
Big Trappa Bitch
Stepping on yo packages
Unless your one of mines, come get it Now
Before I smack this shit.
Ain't ever had a Muthafuckin problem out of Management
But if a nigga try me
He gone probably get his momma Killed
Bitch
We on some mobbin shit
So pay me For what you trying to find out with This white collard shit
I been on the road for so long, I got Some knowledge
They can't play me at all
I'm a dog bitch I'm a problem now
Speaking of dog, bitch I got puppy Chow
Yea I'm a dog but i don't do puppy chow
Bitch be ready when I slide
Get it and go
We on that money time
Bitches gone go
Rather we broke or not
But don't go broke for a thot
I done fell off a hunnit times tryna Stack for more
Just had too many on the team
That wasn't on board
But never ever let a muthafucka try To play me short
I been about mines
From the time I jumped off the porch
Came back a muthafucking champ That roads like a sport
It's like I'm ballin
How a nigga run back an forth
Too the niggas that got mad
And left the clan
Don't come back no more
Shit it's fuck all yaw
Bitch that shits on the floor.
I done lost a lot of love for a lot of Muthafuckas I thought was true
The feelings burn
The lesson learned Is how to fucking Move
I told you in Kentucky
If it's fuck me
Then it's fuck you too
Quit playin with the kid
I'm saying this shit off the coo
I'm tired of you muthafuckas lying Trying to hide the truth
I confide to you
Now why would you make that move
Fuck it
Catch me out the way
Grinding trying to get the loot
Thugging catch me out of state
Sliding probably making moves...
(Oouuh)
Yea I make beats too
Got homies that tweak on them keys
But I don't need you
So don't get it fucked up
I'll be damned if niggas need proof
To see I'm next up with a bag
Too you see eat too
Got me feeling like damn I thought We were peoples
Couldn't stick to the plan
But fuck all that
I'm just here to get some bucks
And make some ends touch
Nigga fuck friends
In the end
Friends switch up
I'm Gang Related
All my bros be known to fuckin bang Somthing
Gd folks, vice lords and bloods and i Hang with cuz an them
Big Trappa Bitch
Stepping on yo packages
Unless your one of mines, come get it Now
Before I smack this shit.
Ain't ever had a Muthafuckin problem out of Management
But if a nigga try me
He gone probably get his momma Killed
Bitch
We on some mobbin shit
So pay me For what you trying to find out with This white collard shit
I been on the road for so long, I got Some knowledge
They can't play me at all
I'm a dog bitch I'm a problem now
Speaking of dog, bitch I got puppy Chow
Yea I'm a dog but i don't do puppy chow
Bitch be ready when I slide
Get it and go
We on that money time
Bitches gone go
Rather we broke or not
But don't go broke for a thot
I done fell off a hunnit times tryna Stack for more
Just had too many on the team
That wasn't on board
But never ever let a muthafucka try To play me short
I been about mines
From the time I jumped off the porch
Came back a muthafucking champ That roads like a sport
It's like I'm ballin
How a nigga run back an forth
Too the niggas that got mad
And left the clan
Don't come back no more
Shit it's fuck all yaw
Bitch that shits on the floor.
I done lost a lot of love for a lot of Muthafuckas I thought was true
The feelings burn
The lesson learned Is how to fucking Move
I told you in Kentucky
If it's fuck me
Then it's fuck you too
Quit playin with the kid
I'm saying this shit off the coo
I'm tired of you muthafuckas lying Trying to hide the truth
I confide to you
Now why would you make that move
Fuck it
Catch me out the way
Grinding trying to get the loot
Thugging catch me out of state
Sliding probably making moves...
(Oouuh)
Yea I make beats too
Got homies that tweak on them keys
But I don't need you
So don't get it fucked up
I'll be damned if niggas need proof
To see I'm next up with a bag
Too you see eat too
Got me feeling like damn I thought We were peoples
Couldn't stick to the plan
But fuck all that
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Writer(s): Wade Davis
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