$ Thi$ $Hit $O Fun
(It's Shred Nigga)
Lame ass nigga don't run (Don't run)
You going to get killed (For real)
That GLE ski and it came with a tint, this shit so fun
Still trying to get me a mil (On God)
These fan ass niggas be hating but loving my songs (Yo what the fuck?)
Man I swear these niggas my sons (These niggas my sons)
Tell Chanel to send me a bag, I need that shit for my hoe (My hoe)
I'm in the club throwing ones
I see my ex in the back throwing ass on her friends (Oh my God)
Matter of fact I see a opp in the back, tell brodie to fetch me the steel
That nigga just told me to chill (Yo?)
"Let that nigga live"
"You ain't no killer, Imma spill his ass for the gang" (Okay)
I need one, two, three, four, five, six m's (For real)
Shout out to Savage I'm soon about to turn twenty one (Yessir)
PTSD from my past
I love my girl, but I'm still in love with that hoe (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Shout out my ex she got a man but I still be fucking that hoe on the low (On God)
On the gram she say she don't love me at all
I'm a toxic ass nigga I ain't trying to love (On God)
Enough about that hoe
I ain't gon lie out of all these hoes, I'm missing Diamond the most (Snooks)
And Chloe was good, but I fucked that shit up (Buns)
And Lara was dope, but she fucked that shit up (Snuggles)
But girl if you down, you know I'm still tryna fuck
I don't care if you got a nigga, he try to act tough brodie gon knock his ass off
No jokes, Pow pow pow pow pow pow
That's the sound of the gat
Matter of fact fuck that shit I can't go out sad about a hoe (Hell no)
I'm on they ass, got these Lil' niggas shook (Foot on they necks)
Nigga I'm stuck in the crib been making these songs nigga I'm hooked (For real)
Shred this Lil' nigga just said he better you
Come take a look (Yo what the fuck?)
Whoa whoa whoa, you trippin right now that shit is absurd
I say go on
Nigga I can't, do no wrong
These niggas hitting new lows (Six feet in the ground)
Tell these niggas move on
Lame ass nigga don't run (Don't run)
You going to get spilled
That GLE ski and it came with a tint, this shit so fun (So fun)
Still trying to get me a mil
These fan ass niggas be hating but loving my songs (Okay)
Man I swear these niggas my sons (These niggas my sons)
Tell Chanel to send me a bag, I need that shit for my hoe (My hoe)
I'm in the club
I'm in the club throwing ones
I'm in the club we can't fuck with these boys
We can't fuck with these thots
I see my ex in the back throwing ass
Hold on I think I'm spinning right back
Spinning right back girl I'm tryna fuck
Lame ass nigga don't run (Don't run)
You going to get killed (For real)
That GLE ski and it came with a tint, this shit so fun
Still trying to get me a mil (On God)
These fan ass niggas be hating but loving my songs (Yo what the fuck?)
Man I swear these niggas my sons (These niggas my sons)
Tell Chanel to send me a bag, I need that shit for my hoe (My hoe)
I'm in the club throwing ones
I see my ex in the back throwing ass on her friends (Oh my God)
Matter of fact I see a opp in the back, tell brodie to fetch me the steel
That nigga just told me to chill (Yo?)
"Let that nigga live"
"You ain't no killer, Imma spill his ass for the gang" (Okay)
I need one, two, three, four, five, six m's (For real)
Shout out to Savage I'm soon about to turn twenty one (Yessir)
PTSD from my past
I love my girl, but I'm still in love with that hoe (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Shout out my ex she got a man but I still be fucking that hoe on the low (On God)
On the gram she say she don't love me at all
I'm a toxic ass nigga I ain't trying to love (On God)
Enough about that hoe
I ain't gon lie out of all these hoes, I'm missing Diamond the most (Snooks)
And Chloe was good, but I fucked that shit up (Buns)
And Lara was dope, but she fucked that shit up (Snuggles)
But girl if you down, you know I'm still tryna fuck
I don't care if you got a nigga, he try to act tough brodie gon knock his ass off
No jokes, Pow pow pow pow pow pow
That's the sound of the gat
Matter of fact fuck that shit I can't go out sad about a hoe (Hell no)
I'm on they ass, got these Lil' niggas shook (Foot on they necks)
Nigga I'm stuck in the crib been making these songs nigga I'm hooked (For real)
Shred this Lil' nigga just said he better you
Come take a look (Yo what the fuck?)
Whoa whoa whoa, you trippin right now that shit is absurd
I say go on
Nigga I can't, do no wrong
These niggas hitting new lows (Six feet in the ground)
Tell these niggas move on
Lame ass nigga don't run (Don't run)
You going to get spilled
That GLE ski and it came with a tint, this shit so fun (So fun)
Still trying to get me a mil
These fan ass niggas be hating but loving my songs (Okay)
Man I swear these niggas my sons (These niggas my sons)
Tell Chanel to send me a bag, I need that shit for my hoe (My hoe)
I'm in the club
I'm in the club throwing ones
I'm in the club we can't fuck with these boys
We can't fuck with these thots
I see my ex in the back throwing ass
Hold on I think I'm spinning right back
Spinning right back girl I'm tryna fuck
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Writer(s): Erwin Logan
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