Get inTune, Pt. 2
Leave his ass leaky, bitch
(Jonathan?)
I cannot fuck up the plan, I cannot fuck up the bands again, oh man
Nigga try run-up on me, I swear to god that be his last day, no I ain't playing
Don't go in my phone
Everytime I go on my phone one of these niggas be saying
You ain't on shit
Nigga I get it, just get off my dick, you my biggest fan
I'm off the shrooms, I don't give a fuck, nigga
You know I'm spinning again
Aye, leave out the trap
Fuck is you going? I'm tryna stack this money straight to the moon
Nigga play me and Lil B.O.L.O. we blowing
We making it back to the crib real soon
I promise you, none of these Glocks we showing
Surprise, you see me, I'm blowing be smooth
Aye, Get inTune
Said it before and I'll say it right now, finna blow like a fuse
Aye, what's all that talking?
You know I don't wanna hear it
I wanna pick out his coffin, I want put a hole in his head like a dolphin
Thats what you get when you running yo' mouth, nigga
(I really gotta stop talking about niggas and bitches, that's hurting my health)
Like, I'm really got me some money, I got me sum wealth, that shit for myself
Boy, I put a Xan on my dick
I told that bitch take it, narcotics be top of the shelf
I'm swerving through, I'm swerving through traffic
On God Wockesha is treating me well
I'm in New York, don't fumble da bag
Take flights and put some money up for bail
Stay with the gang as well
Make sure none of the niggas around you gon' tell
Boy, check me out
Boy, I used to be trappin for cheap, I done ran me a bag off a cell
And I was 14, nigga back then wasn't Zelle
Dirty money, make it clean, oh well
Me and Herby serving fiends, oh well
In the trap, boy, we was 16, oh well
16, we got a Glock with a beam from hell, like nigga wassup with yo' dawg
Wassup with yo' shorty, I'm hitting her raw
Like nigga you know what I'm on
After I fuck her the Uber is waiting outside, I told that bitch so long
We posted all up in that skybox, we in downtown sipping Remy, Patron
With the gang nem, niggas know what we on
Hi-Tech, pour up a 4 in that foam
Speak on Lil B.O.L.O. I am for yo' dome
Matter fact lil nigga I'll shoot-up your home
Leave out the trap, the fuck is you going?
Lil nigga I'm tryna get money, I'm knowing
They know I been had been in my bag
They know I'm doing this shit on my own
I'll still pop out, late night, all black, no phone, I got the chrome
Gang
Leave his ass leaky, bitch
Leave his ass leaky, bitch
Know what the fuck going on
Rango, Leeky
Get the fuck inTune, bitch
Niggas steady fucking playing with all us like we ain't on that shit for real, boy
We counting paper in the fucking stu my nigga, I got like
I don't even know, I got all blues on me my nigga, what the fuck is up, boy
Got TB in this bitch
High as hell, I'm tweaking
(Jonathan?)
I cannot fuck up the plan, I cannot fuck up the bands again, oh man
Nigga try run-up on me, I swear to god that be his last day, no I ain't playing
Don't go in my phone
Everytime I go on my phone one of these niggas be saying
You ain't on shit
Nigga I get it, just get off my dick, you my biggest fan
I'm off the shrooms, I don't give a fuck, nigga
You know I'm spinning again
Aye, leave out the trap
Fuck is you going? I'm tryna stack this money straight to the moon
Nigga play me and Lil B.O.L.O. we blowing
We making it back to the crib real soon
I promise you, none of these Glocks we showing
Surprise, you see me, I'm blowing be smooth
Aye, Get inTune
Said it before and I'll say it right now, finna blow like a fuse
Aye, what's all that talking?
You know I don't wanna hear it
I wanna pick out his coffin, I want put a hole in his head like a dolphin
Thats what you get when you running yo' mouth, nigga
(I really gotta stop talking about niggas and bitches, that's hurting my health)
Like, I'm really got me some money, I got me sum wealth, that shit for myself
Boy, I put a Xan on my dick
I told that bitch take it, narcotics be top of the shelf
I'm swerving through, I'm swerving through traffic
On God Wockesha is treating me well
I'm in New York, don't fumble da bag
Take flights and put some money up for bail
Stay with the gang as well
Make sure none of the niggas around you gon' tell
Boy, check me out
Boy, I used to be trappin for cheap, I done ran me a bag off a cell
And I was 14, nigga back then wasn't Zelle
Dirty money, make it clean, oh well
Me and Herby serving fiends, oh well
In the trap, boy, we was 16, oh well
16, we got a Glock with a beam from hell, like nigga wassup with yo' dawg
Wassup with yo' shorty, I'm hitting her raw
Like nigga you know what I'm on
After I fuck her the Uber is waiting outside, I told that bitch so long
We posted all up in that skybox, we in downtown sipping Remy, Patron
With the gang nem, niggas know what we on
Hi-Tech, pour up a 4 in that foam
Speak on Lil B.O.L.O. I am for yo' dome
Matter fact lil nigga I'll shoot-up your home
Leave out the trap, the fuck is you going?
Lil nigga I'm tryna get money, I'm knowing
They know I been had been in my bag
They know I'm doing this shit on my own
I'll still pop out, late night, all black, no phone, I got the chrome
Gang
Leave his ass leaky, bitch
Leave his ass leaky, bitch
Know what the fuck going on
Rango, Leeky
Get the fuck inTune, bitch
Niggas steady fucking playing with all us like we ain't on that shit for real, boy
We counting paper in the fucking stu my nigga, I got like
I don't even know, I got all blues on me my nigga, what the fuck is up, boy
Got TB in this bitch
High as hell, I'm tweaking
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Writer(s): Mustafa Elmaraghy
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