So Much Fun
Yeah, Walk Walk
First up free lil Jeff
Free YSL
And your baby daddy burnt put em on a shelf
Smoking on loud Nigga might go deaf
Hit em with the 36 Jerome Bettis
And know the young niggas with me handle business
Yeah, call up lil stick he gone spin
This shit so much fun
Fake throwed off
Niggas ain't really stepping ain't got no funds (Broke ass)
I put this shit on
Niggas get shit on
Nigga you that right
Nigga you know that that's right
Nigga you know that that's right
Nigga you know they ain't right
Nigga you know they ain't right
I put this shit on right
Right, Right (Put it on)
And you bitch pulling up alright
Pull up all black midnight
Pull up all black midnight
Chrome, Yeah, Yeah
I put this shit on his dome
I did that shit all alone
Money is all in my phone (Phone)
Phone, Home
I'm on a whole another different planet
Sipping on drank I can't even land it
Pussy came wet like I jumped in Atlantic
Come here lil mama let's get a lil madness
Young nigga kicking whole P like Tekken
Told lil shawty better count your blessings (Count yo blessings)
This shit so much fun
Fake throwed off
Niggas ain't really stepping ain't got no funds
I put this shit on
Niggas get shit on
Nigga you know that right
Nigga you know that that's right
Niggas they know that that's right
Niggas they know they ain't right
I put this shit on right (Right)
Right, Right
All of my niggas gone strike
You ain't even got no stripes
Young nigga we don't get fly
Nah we ain't trading no fyes
Hit it from the back tryna Get-N-There
Going straightjacket like they put me in the chair
Call up Stick baby gone hit it off rip
Money crip walking shit looking like nip (Money crip walk)
Whole lotta handguns feeling like tip
Nigga done came with a silencer
Whole lotta racks on my calendar
Catch 'em slipping like Banana (Slip)
Tell a nigga we don't do cameras
Pull-up on 'em like a pamper (Pull up)
Serve the 1.5 like Candler
Nah I ain't nun like the rest
Do this shit here for my kid
Hope this shit here never end
Know that I handle the Biz
Sip on whole lotta red
Heard he copped out like a fed
Make 'em stand up like a pledge
Make her bubble in like a test
Yeah, This shit so much fun
So much fun
This shit so much fun
This shit so much fun
Tell them niggas go free slime
Slime, Slime
This shit here so fun
This shit here so fun
First up free lil Jeff
Free YSL
And your baby daddy burnt put em on a shelf
Smoking on loud Nigga might go deaf
Hit em with the 36 Jerome Bettis
And know the young niggas with me handle business
Yeah, call up lil stick he gone spin
This shit so much fun
Fake throwed off
Niggas ain't really stepping ain't got no funds (Broke ass)
I put this shit on
Niggas get shit on
Nigga you that right
Nigga you know that that's right
Nigga you know that that's right
Nigga you know they ain't right
Nigga you know they ain't right
I put this shit on right
Right, Right (Put it on)
And you bitch pulling up alright
Pull up all black midnight
Pull up all black midnight
Chrome, Yeah, Yeah
I put this shit on his dome
I did that shit all alone
Money is all in my phone (Phone)
Phone, Home
I'm on a whole another different planet
Sipping on drank I can't even land it
Pussy came wet like I jumped in Atlantic
Come here lil mama let's get a lil madness
Young nigga kicking whole P like Tekken
Told lil shawty better count your blessings (Count yo blessings)
This shit so much fun
Fake throwed off
Niggas ain't really stepping ain't got no funds
I put this shit on
Niggas get shit on
Nigga you know that right
Nigga you know that that's right
Niggas they know that that's right
Niggas they know they ain't right
I put this shit on right (Right)
Right, Right
All of my niggas gone strike
You ain't even got no stripes
Young nigga we don't get fly
Nah we ain't trading no fyes
Hit it from the back tryna Get-N-There
Going straightjacket like they put me in the chair
Call up Stick baby gone hit it off rip
Money crip walking shit looking like nip (Money crip walk)
Whole lotta handguns feeling like tip
Nigga done came with a silencer
Whole lotta racks on my calendar
Catch 'em slipping like Banana (Slip)
Tell a nigga we don't do cameras
Pull-up on 'em like a pamper (Pull up)
Serve the 1.5 like Candler
Nah I ain't nun like the rest
Do this shit here for my kid
Hope this shit here never end
Know that I handle the Biz
Sip on whole lotta red
Heard he copped out like a fed
Make 'em stand up like a pledge
Make her bubble in like a test
Yeah, This shit so much fun
So much fun
This shit so much fun
This shit so much fun
Tell them niggas go free slime
Slime, Slime
This shit here so fun
This shit here so fun
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Writer(s): Andrew Salatino
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