Coulda Woulda

(Avosam he a G like dat)
(Mh mh) (mh mh)
Reed, grid, feed (feed)
Tough love, no bid
Damn dwell on my feet (yoh)
Wreck defeat
Drop, on your knees
Gun swell no squeeze (squeeze)
Everybody say cheese

Could a Would a gun play like I should've (should)
Feeling my shit, getting it quick
Rock solid, acing my shit, the fuck is you telling me
This ain't a felony, call it the trilogy bitch
Shaping the industry bitch
That's why I be calling you bitch
I'm getting my shit cause it's never enough
Handle up, because I fill my own cup
Here with my crew as we fuck this shit up
Bussing it locking it racking it, check-in it up Bruh (huh)
Here is the dark law, never give up because I want more
Did it for sure
OZ and hoes, nigga we getting it all
Left right so it's crazy (crazy) no talk jus' pay me
Small talk's jus' lazy, nigga
Support don't change me
Been whipped long daily
Liam Twelvy brazy, fuck is you saying

Getting it, feeling my shit, feeling the heat
Wild on this beat bringing the heat nigga (bringing the heat)
Bringing the heat nigga (bringing the)
Bringing the heat Bruh, carry no lip love
Is you ready, you bitch leech, taking no sneak pics
Spit on a verse as a chemical, verse deep Adderall
Feeling it, some said I ain't drilling it (mh)
Good luck causes I'm killing it nigga
Some said I ain't real, fuck how you feel Forever I pree
Might as well concede, king king ten nil
This the real deal (deal)
Stack stack more racks, you know
Drip drop and I'm making a show
Uh uh, no haters for sure, real
I'm getting some more bitch
Bout' time, why step on a land mine
Face friend and your case ends and its case closed on her face time (face)
Get mine, haters could never engage us (mh)
Cause we ain't got time for their hate ass (mh)
Bullshit, lame hoes going to be cool with
Freak on a bitch so I'm killing this shit, uh
Could a would a could a would a could a
Gun play like I should've, green folks when I would a
Bruh, never revert course



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Writer(s): Joel Muyonga
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