Drink Champs
Yes
I done told these niggas
100 times, these niggas don't listen to us man
Not at all
They-they don't listen to these Bloodmoney
Niggas they don't listen to them
Motion Gang niggas
They only listen to us when it's too late fr
I done almost let the devil took control of me
High as hell I almost let her hit the road with me
Hit the sto's for me
Oh you tryna catch these Bo's for me?
Just got 100 guns my tele plug really overseas
I been catching jacks
But niggas think I got brick money
Stop posting up that throwback
You ain't got big money
Take a trip for me
Hit da road and make dat script money
You trappin out my spot
But u ain't got the rent for me
It's too late for curbside it's 10 til 7
Ain't finna punch no over night orders
They gon intercept it
Ever since we had the ball
It's been stuck in our possession
I fixed the road to them Ms I'm feeling like
I'm big Gretchen
Brody said that when you get that sauce Become a ball hog
If that play going bad don't let that ball fall
She my road dog hit them shelves
Now they all gone
Was broke as hell saved by the bale
Ain't get the dog gone
Made 7-5 on 75 we on our way back
You asked my how told niggas 7 times
I can't say that
My head pulling up right now
Like where the bank at
We should had N.O.R.E as a guest
Cuz we some Drink Champs
(Laughing)
Aye, I told you dumbass niggas nigga
The mob gon live on forever nigga
We ain't going no where, but the top
(Laughing)
Gangland
I done told these niggas
100 times, these niggas don't listen to us man
Not at all
They-they don't listen to these Bloodmoney
Niggas they don't listen to them
Motion Gang niggas
They only listen to us when it's too late fr
I done almost let the devil took control of me
High as hell I almost let her hit the road with me
Hit the sto's for me
Oh you tryna catch these Bo's for me?
Just got 100 guns my tele plug really overseas
I been catching jacks
But niggas think I got brick money
Stop posting up that throwback
You ain't got big money
Take a trip for me
Hit da road and make dat script money
You trappin out my spot
But u ain't got the rent for me
It's too late for curbside it's 10 til 7
Ain't finna punch no over night orders
They gon intercept it
Ever since we had the ball
It's been stuck in our possession
I fixed the road to them Ms I'm feeling like
I'm big Gretchen
Brody said that when you get that sauce Become a ball hog
If that play going bad don't let that ball fall
She my road dog hit them shelves
Now they all gone
Was broke as hell saved by the bale
Ain't get the dog gone
Made 7-5 on 75 we on our way back
You asked my how told niggas 7 times
I can't say that
My head pulling up right now
Like where the bank at
We should had N.O.R.E as a guest
Cuz we some Drink Champs
(Laughing)
Aye, I told you dumbass niggas nigga
The mob gon live on forever nigga
We ain't going no where, but the top
(Laughing)
Gangland
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