90 Days

Let's go
Everything gravy
New bitch crazy
Old bitch hate me
I can't even get mad did that hoe shady
This how God made me
Flaws & all but got the balls to ball
I put the city on my back gitty up chef
I was at the back of the line I'm up next
I prefer her wit soft lips and rough sex
10 bitches rolling loud in Miami this a fuck fest
Parking lot pimping like I'm chad my Nigga
You getting money but you broke cause you brag my nigga
Geech how you get that Benz and that bag my nigga
You ask a whole lot of questions fuck you Vlad my Nigga
Pistol by the bed moneybag my Nigga
Pass you niggas in a F type jag you ain't even in my class
One thing about me I'm a hustle for it
Hell yea life a bitch but she fucking gorgeous

Dope dealing selling dreams
Fast money feta cheese
Fuck you doing fuck you mean
Getting to it by any means
Small circle mega team
If you ain't got nothing to hold you can hold these nuts
Shorty wanna roll wit me tell her roll the weed up
90 bands 90 days all it took was 3 months
I done seen a lot of pape through these buffs my feet up I been on the road for like 3 months
I done seen a lot of pape through these buffs my feet up I been on the road for like 3 months
I done seen a lot of pape through these buffs my feet up I been on the road for like 3 months
I done seen a lot of pape through these buffs my feet up I been on the road for like 3 months

Everything wavy
Babyface Ray me
Niggas can't fade me
Had to cut some niggas out the team cause they lazy
Damn can you blame me
Westside rich nigga Detroit baby
Hat to the back in my new drop Lac they like Geech we love you dog
Wish we was you dog
I can't make promises but I can plug you dog
I know where the fountain is I can flood you dog
Pill dust and fraud
Filled cups of cough
All I fear is God nigga we above the law
If shit ain't up to par then we gone cut you off
If we don't fuck wit dog then we can't talk at all
It's a paper work party
soon as Fonz walk in it's a Percocet party
Soon as Bonz walk in 10 bitches getting gnarley
If you ever caught me tardy I was busy getting money no cap

Dope dealing selling dreams
Fast money feta cheese
Fuck you doing fuck you mean
Getting to it by any means
Small circle mega team
If you ain't got nothing to hold you can hold these nuts
Shorty wanna roll wit me tell her roll the weed up
90 bands 90 days all it took was 3 months
I done seen a lot of pape through these buffs my feet up I been on the road for like 3 months
I done seen a lot of pape through these buffs my feet up I been on the road for like 3 months
I done seen a lot of pape through these buffs my feet up I been on the road for like 3 months
I done seen a lot of pape through these buffs my feet up I been on the road for like 3 months



Credits
Writer(s): Jerry Hancock
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