The Final Proposal

Oh, yeah
Boom on you niggas, like I know
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
You know I'm getting that number
I never fumble, the money recover
Shawty be knowing I love her
I'm from the city, that's word to my mother
I had to break out the bank
Bitch, I don't ball, but I drive to the paint
Niggas be talking, but just for the cake
These bitches be ridin', but just for the lane switch
I got a choppa on me
I got a nigga who making you bleed
Pass that bitch off to the team
Fuck all that other shit, I need the green
I know you see what I mean
I'm spending 300k for the jeans
And we just caught a body for the lean
See me in heaven, last time that we
Last time that we meet
What the fuck, huh
I'm just tryna fuck, yeah
When I dropped that "company.", I had these niggas stuck, yeah
Bitch, I just caught a body for the ruckus
All of my niggas tweaking, yeah they bugging
All of em' making money and I love it
Bitch, I just keep it pushing, keep it thuggin'
Oh, you better get out my way
Cuz I know you bitches swervin', better stay in that lane
And I cross that bitch up, like a T
But I don't need no vain
And I hope you're okay
And I hope you're okay
You know I'm getting that number
I never fumble, the money recover
Shawty be knowing I love her
I'm from the city, that's word to my mother
I had to break out the bank
Bitch, I don't ball, but I drive to the paint
Niggas be talking, but just for the cake
These bitches be ridin', but just for the lane switch
I got a choppa on me
I got a nigga who making you bleed
Pass that bitch off to the team
Fuck all that other shit, I need the green
I know you see what I mean
I'm spending 300k for the jeans
And we just caught a body for the lean
See me in heaven, last time that we
Last time that we meet
What the fuck, huh
I'm just tryna fuck, yeah
When I dropped that "company.", I had these niggas stuck, yeah
Bitch, I just caught a body for the ruckus
All of my niggas tweaking, yeah the my bugging
All of em' making money and I love it
Bitch, I just keep it pushing, keep it thuggin'
Oh, you better get out my way
Cuz I know you bitches swervin', better stay in that lane
And I cross that bitch up, like a T
But I don't need no vain
And I hope you're okay
And I hope you're okay



Credits
Writer(s): Emmett Brown Jr.
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