Don't Fumble (feat. Rockstar & Justo.4k)
We both get the chicken nigga don't fumble
Gus beat the block down like Mutumbo
Walk to my jay nigga stay humble
30 clip in this gun bet he won't stumble
We get the bricks in by the load
Told justo up it nigga keep going
I was in the trap with my pockets on E
Had to hit me a lick had to get a QP
Now hoes on me and they fucking for the free
Still hit the corner store when I need a White tee
I break down the Zaza
I break down the leaf
That ain't my bitch put the hoe on a leash
We doing walk ups ya shooting out V's
Young goons Vikings they coming from trees
I trust em know they get shiesty for me
Last nigga dissed he got put on a tee
Call up them members they sliding for me
Throw down the four you get swept off ya feet
I'm getting pints lil bro flipping P's
I'm in backstreet serving fiends
Just seen the narcs pack it up and leave
Nigga you a cop nigga J Reed
We so Shiesty they treat us like villains
They throw parties pull up with extensions
Drop a bag and my lil bro go get em
We want him and whoever who with em
I be talking this shit do you feel me
Know some niggas pull up do you filthy
Bust down bro got a Carti
I'm the point guard nigga can't guard me
Get a play dish it off like I'm Harden
Got a jay gotta serve by the morning
Catch a opp down bad and we scoring
Made the news so my niggas we pouring
I hate trench Hoes I need a Foreign
Gus beat the block down like Mutumbo
Walk to my jay nigga stay humble
30 clip in this gun bet he won't stumble
We get the bricks in by the load
Told justo up it nigga keep going
I was in the trap with my pockets on E
Had to hit me a lick had to get a QP
Now hoes on me and they fucking for the free
Still hit the corner store when I need a White tee
I break down the Zaza
I break down the leaf
That ain't my bitch put the hoe on a leash
We doing walk ups ya shooting out V's
Young goons Vikings they coming from trees
I trust em know they get shiesty for me
Last nigga dissed he got put on a tee
Call up them members they sliding for me
Throw down the four you get swept off ya feet
I'm getting pints lil bro flipping P's
I'm in backstreet serving fiends
Just seen the narcs pack it up and leave
Nigga you a cop nigga J Reed
We so Shiesty they treat us like villains
They throw parties pull up with extensions
Drop a bag and my lil bro go get em
We want him and whoever who with em
I be talking this shit do you feel me
Know some niggas pull up do you filthy
Bust down bro got a Carti
I'm the point guard nigga can't guard me
Get a play dish it off like I'm Harden
Got a jay gotta serve by the morning
Catch a opp down bad and we scoring
Made the news so my niggas we pouring
I hate trench Hoes I need a Foreign
Credits
Writer(s): Nahjee Carter
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