Lost It All (feat. LA Mudd)

Lost it all
Went and got it back
Invest in yo trap
Before I go
I need za and wok
Never leave my strap
Started local
Bitch we going global
Now we on the map
Money fetish
And I'm rocking fetish
LA got it stamped
Told extendo
We do not need extensions
All we need is switches
Niggas some critics
Fuck the competition
These niggas some bitches
Designer denim
Got it out the mud
Remember penny pinching
In my feelings
Money or some head
The only thing can heal me

Shoot with precision
Even from a distance
No way that we missing
If we miss them
Double back and hit them
Make sure that you get them
I do not feel them
Bitch I barely hear them
You dying if you with them
Ammunition
Got to keep it on me
Will not let them catch me slipping
Fuck twelve!
We just selling dope
Searching for some hope
We got drank
And got plenty smoke
Everything must go
You get it high
And sell it hella low
The reason yo trap slow
We some goats
Had to let them know
They thought we would never blow
Stand on ten
Thru any situation
It is not up for debating
Graduation
Was an understatement
Show them you not basic
Ketch them slipping
Like these niggas trippin
We will not leave a witness
Consistent like I will never quit
Thats what you do when you

Lost it all
Went and got it back
Invest in yo trap
Before I go
I need za and wok
Never leave my strap
Started local
Bitch we going global
Now we on the map
Money fetish
And I'm rocking fetish
LA got it stamped
Told extendo
We do not need extensions
All we need is switches
Niggas some critics
Fuck the competition
These niggas some bitches
Designer denim
Got it out the mud
Remember penny pinching
In my feelings
Money or some head
The only thing can heal me

Thats whats going on
Everything I touch be super strong
Big LA the plug
Bitch I got blocks stacked up
Just like the store
Ran my money super high
My money six feet off the floor
Buy them five or better
Get you three of them
On top of yours
Bring that money back
Keep it righteous
We gone keep on going
Throw that pack like Brady
Bruh gone ketch it
Like Terrell Owens
I been having motion
Three years straight
I was really poor
Bow my head and say my grace
Then hit the field and get that dough
I can not stop
No I can not rock like that
Yeah yeah yeah!
I can not stop
No I can not rock like that
Yeah yeah yeah!
I got plenty routes
I can make it out
AYB DMG
Bitch you know it is not a drought
Yeah!

Lost it all
Went and got it back
Invest in yo trap
Before I go
I need za and wok
Never leave my strap
Started local
Bitch we going global
Now we on the map
Money fetish
And I'm rocking fetish
LA got it stamped
Told extendo
We do not need extensions
All we need is switches
Niggas some critics
Fuck the competition
These niggas some bitches
Designer denim
Got it out the mud
Remember penny pinching
In my feelings
Money or some head
The only thing can heal me
Yeah!



Credits
Writer(s): Xavier Drake
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