Nun Else
Tunnel vision on the road ima bring back a load
Once i pour up a four, i don't want nothing else
I just want a new plug, pockets filled up with dubs
Bad bitches showing love, i don't want nothing else
Put the hood on a yacht, ima flood the whole block
Them just plans that i got, i don't want nothing else
I just want a long ass run like meech had
The dogs keep fuckin' up the trap, i need pee pads
Sixty five for a three five, with your cheap ass
Riding in a Tesla self drive, i don't need hands
P said he gone show me how to scam shit, them free bands
You ain't put no money on his books yelling free mans
Fuck these niggas, when you see me then it's trouble
I get locked in this bitch, then i'm bron in the bubble
The only thing that i got time for is hustle
I'm in a foreign thing i feel like i'm flying in a shuttle
I just quit your bitch left her crying in a puddle
I just hit the strip with all bills, like i'm Russel
I just popped a perc, my cup filled full of yellow
All my niggas soldiers, in the field getting medals
Turtle pie boulders in my wood, i'm inhaling
Cuz said if he disrespect, send him straight to heaven
Your man's got out that bitch fast, niggas must be telling
Naw i ain't trying to hit your grass, it ain't musty smelling
Ima keep running up this pape until it touch the ceiling
I'm doing a hundred in this bitch but my cup ain't spilling
Ummm
Shit
Bad bitch shaking ass, i don't want nothing else
Foreign car doing the dash i don't want nothing else
Love when the plug come fast, i don't want nothing else
Auntie knocking at the front, nigga grab the door
She gone come and spend them rackays, like she did before
You need to look out for unc, cause he coming back
He gone come and spend his whole check cause he love that
Mack Ave, thirty-one i'll die about it
Niggas hit a roadblock and just cry about it
I gotta hit a u turn find a way out
Hit his block broad day i got a k out
We knocking niggas straight out
You ain't put no work in with us, why yo plate out
It's only a handful of niggas, i don't play bout
We whipping up van full of niggas, pulling dracs out
Yea, if Blue said it's time to creep, then i'm creeping too
Bitch niggas thought some shit was sweet now we sweeping through
Aim it at him, wake him out his sleep, tell him peekaboo
Can!t no other niggas in the streets, do what my niggas do
Once i pour up a four, i don't want nothing else
I just want a new plug, pockets filled up with dubs
Bad bitches showing love, i don't want nothing else
Put the hood on a yacht, ima flood the whole block
Them just plans that i got, i don't want nothing else
I just want a long ass run like meech had
The dogs keep fuckin' up the trap, i need pee pads
Sixty five for a three five, with your cheap ass
Riding in a Tesla self drive, i don't need hands
P said he gone show me how to scam shit, them free bands
You ain't put no money on his books yelling free mans
Fuck these niggas, when you see me then it's trouble
I get locked in this bitch, then i'm bron in the bubble
The only thing that i got time for is hustle
I'm in a foreign thing i feel like i'm flying in a shuttle
I just quit your bitch left her crying in a puddle
I just hit the strip with all bills, like i'm Russel
I just popped a perc, my cup filled full of yellow
All my niggas soldiers, in the field getting medals
Turtle pie boulders in my wood, i'm inhaling
Cuz said if he disrespect, send him straight to heaven
Your man's got out that bitch fast, niggas must be telling
Naw i ain't trying to hit your grass, it ain't musty smelling
Ima keep running up this pape until it touch the ceiling
I'm doing a hundred in this bitch but my cup ain't spilling
Ummm
Shit
Bad bitch shaking ass, i don't want nothing else
Foreign car doing the dash i don't want nothing else
Love when the plug come fast, i don't want nothing else
Auntie knocking at the front, nigga grab the door
She gone come and spend them rackays, like she did before
You need to look out for unc, cause he coming back
He gone come and spend his whole check cause he love that
Mack Ave, thirty-one i'll die about it
Niggas hit a roadblock and just cry about it
I gotta hit a u turn find a way out
Hit his block broad day i got a k out
We knocking niggas straight out
You ain't put no work in with us, why yo plate out
It's only a handful of niggas, i don't play bout
We whipping up van full of niggas, pulling dracs out
Yea, if Blue said it's time to creep, then i'm creeping too
Bitch niggas thought some shit was sweet now we sweeping through
Aim it at him, wake him out his sleep, tell him peekaboo
Can!t no other niggas in the streets, do what my niggas do
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Writer(s): De’angelo Bolton
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