Sprung

Yeah
Made a lot of money
Yeah I made a lot of money
Take you out this place
Take you out this place
I can take you out this place
I can take you out this place
I can take you out this place
Rock to riches baby
Rock rock
Come and get it baby (mmhm)

I made a lot of money I can take you out this place
I got it in control we can take it to my place
Ride around with the ruger i got to stay safe
And I'm really bout that action you can see it in my face
I fuck around with hoes
I'ma need me different flavors
Don't matter where we go
Ain't nobody going to change us
Hatin' stay low
Cause that probably is the safest
And I'm always on the road
Heard the police tryna trace us

I'm sprung
Out to get me
Got me doing things I said I'd do
If you run down I'll start to shoot
I'll fuck a nigga up fuck a nigga up
Fuck a nigga up fuck a nigga up
I'll fuck a nigga up fuck a nigga up
Fuck a nigga up fuck a nigga up

No matter how it goes ima split it with my bros
Got to stay close they going to take you off your toes
Capela in the post keep a nigga on his toes
And I really want the smoke catch a body then I'm ghost
We pulling up with whips and they come in different flavors
I'm probably with some chick and she probably rolling papers
She probably went to Harvard but she going to act slow
Police come knocking she going to tell them I don't know

I'm sprung
Out to get me
Got me doing things I said I'd do
If you run down I'll start to shoot
I'll fuck a nigga up fuck a nigga up
Fuck a nigga up fuck a nigga up
I'll fuck a nigga up fuck a nigga up
Fuck a nigga up fuck a nigga up
Fuck a nigga up fuck a nigga up
Fuck a nigga up fuck a nigga up
Fuck a nigga up fuck a nigga up



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Writer(s): Fari Mason
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