PURP OG

Ohhh
If you rocking
We here
We gon get you outta here
We send em home
Good looks slim
Picture me hating on a pussy that's whack
I had to slap a stupid bitch cause she ain't know how to act
I had to pick the perfect time just to give ya the facts
I got a present for ya ass for putting nine on my back
I got the pack from Chauncey
Chopped it. Took it straight to Marcy
Don't tell me maybe if ya boy already killed
I got pictures on a flash for the homies in my fucking will
He got manners
His well spoken
Why he always joking
The bear the room?
I'm over there and you know I'm poking
Got the beat from Slim
I watched him pull it out the oven
The smartest nigga working
Urkle circles straight woven
Not the brightest nigga in my group but thats alright
I drop a 20 for ass and say yo could do better right?
I passed you on the last one and I'm here again
I ain't talking ya homie cause I'm not ya fucking friend
You pussies can't keep
12th round
Shit sweet bruh
Gucci top to bottom I don't really see the problem
Ya niggas madd dramatic
Ya ain't even feel the fabric
Talking bout I'm flexing
Nigga you better respect them
Take the blueprint build a brand with ya name on it
Then charge $750 for a T wit some paint on it
Don't you understand how the game is really played
Getting ripped off by the class you took is really hella shade
Who hell is Drew to say that the spliff you drew would blow ya brain
Whoah
Them niggas gotta pay us
I wanna buy this shirt



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Writer(s): Andrew Davis
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