BAF Energy
Bluff on niggas
Let them make a move
Emasculate them
Let them make a move
I'm from the Bronx, baby I eat those
Gotta put me down or its deep throats
Like suck a dick for being creep though
Don't a nigga try me but the weak yo
You ain't getting money? Just say that
Niggas been trying before a bitch could lay back
She was too young to rent, had to stay at
Now it's just German shit to the Maybach
Niggas be grown men, never touch nothing
From one unit to a bunch others
Get my presence? Cool, but I want your mother's
I've been lurking' you but I'll hunt your brother
People in the middle gon' make shit worse
They don't know I could make shit hurt
Bystanders all gone in the dirt
Told demons nevermind ima work
Nigga asked what he got, should've gassed it
Anything just to see him in a casket
Colo told me hold on for the basket
So I ain't go super hard in my practice
If a nigga hits your daughter like a gyalis
Then you'd get it how I'm really with the malice
If a nigga hits your daughter like a gyalis
Then you'd get it how I'm really with the malice
If a nigga hits your, like a
Then you'd get it how I'm really, uh huh
I ain't never had to hang around no bitch who tried to kill me
I ain't never had to hang around no bitch who tried to kill me
I ain't never had to hang around no bitch who tried to kill me
I ain't never had to hang around no bitch who tried to kill me
I ain't never had to hang around no bitch who tried to kill me
I ain't never had to hang around no bitch who tried to kill me
Let them make a move
Emasculate them
Let them make a move
I'm from the Bronx, baby I eat those
Gotta put me down or its deep throats
Like suck a dick for being creep though
Don't a nigga try me but the weak yo
You ain't getting money? Just say that
Niggas been trying before a bitch could lay back
She was too young to rent, had to stay at
Now it's just German shit to the Maybach
Niggas be grown men, never touch nothing
From one unit to a bunch others
Get my presence? Cool, but I want your mother's
I've been lurking' you but I'll hunt your brother
People in the middle gon' make shit worse
They don't know I could make shit hurt
Bystanders all gone in the dirt
Told demons nevermind ima work
Nigga asked what he got, should've gassed it
Anything just to see him in a casket
Colo told me hold on for the basket
So I ain't go super hard in my practice
If a nigga hits your daughter like a gyalis
Then you'd get it how I'm really with the malice
If a nigga hits your daughter like a gyalis
Then you'd get it how I'm really with the malice
If a nigga hits your, like a
Then you'd get it how I'm really, uh huh
I ain't never had to hang around no bitch who tried to kill me
I ain't never had to hang around no bitch who tried to kill me
I ain't never had to hang around no bitch who tried to kill me
I ain't never had to hang around no bitch who tried to kill me
I ain't never had to hang around no bitch who tried to kill me
I ain't never had to hang around no bitch who tried to kill me
Credits
Writer(s): Illanee Banks
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