O N E T A K E (O U T R O)
Yea Bitch I Can't Go out Till I'm Rich
I Spent 2 bucks On McQueen
But That ain't shit a Couple Zips
I can turn a 6 to 16
I'm Like Hot Cars When dey Flip
Can't get purses off da Rip Bitch
You ain't fucking wit no Simp
You A Neva See A Ghost
Or Won't see ProMag on my Clip
Ina Jungle Im Da Goat
Im da Only one das Here
I sit back inhale da Smoke
Check fa police in my rear
Ina Streets Bitch you a send off
You gone go off what you hear
Check Fa Big Stab Ima Big Boss
I Put Killas On das Real
Check Fa Big Stab What dese shoes cost
Just a K bitch that shit Lil
Bitch you rob yo plug fa lil shit I turn mines
Into a Mill
Got the Police Tryna Book Me Label Call
Don't throw no deals
Baby Mama Still a Goofy Don't Have Children
Wit no Kid
I Got Geeski Hit Like Za
You Got Geeski Hit Like Mid
You won't catch me off no Bars
Big Stab Don't Fw No Xans
Ina Streets Bitch ima Star
An To Me Bitch You A Fan
I'm Da Man All in my City
When hoes see me Dey like Yea
SRT I'm riding tinted
Drop Da Windows It's A Yea
Broski Sold his phone
Locked in was the Contacts it's a Yea
Bitch we only Purchase Blicks
Bitch We ain't got no Blicks fa Sale
Ion want you in dis whip
If it go down he gone tell
We just fucking not my bitch
She a goofy say some else
You wouldn't be in dis position
You should thank me fa my help
20,000 Fo A Bond
6 Days Later Back In Jail
Need a Couple Mill To Sign
I ain't them Lil Bitch I'm Him
Lose My Top Just Like I'm Ye
Need A Thick Bitch Look like Kim
I ain't neva Did No Ye
I Sold Work Out In Da Gym
I was Turnt Befo my Case
Turnt myself in fa some years
Full wit Shit Still on my Plate
Ain't ate this good in Years
30 Mo To beat yo Case
I Pay 30 Fo a Deal
Want a Feature you can wait
Want a Feature Be Fr
Lost my Soul inside a Gate
Ona State Yard Hot As Hell
You ain't neva did no Bid
You ain't neva get no Mail
You ain't neva get no Money
You been like that since a Kid
Everything to me Be funny
I Can't Neva take nun serious
Every Opp To Me Be Bummy
Keep A Deuce Of Every Gen
She look better on her knees
She go crazy wit no Hands
They done turnt me to a Beast
I ain't neva need no Friends
Bitch I'm Poppin like I'm Yeat
See right through you like I'm Bans
Leave yo Soul Out in da Street
Hear Da Streets Dey Quiet Asl
I Got Geeski Hit Like Za
You got Geeski hit like Mid
I Spent 2 bucks On McQueen
But That ain't shit a Couple Zips
I can turn a 6 to 16
I'm Like Hot Cars When dey Flip
Can't get purses off da Rip Bitch
You ain't fucking wit no Simp
You A Neva See A Ghost
Or Won't see ProMag on my Clip
Ina Jungle Im Da Goat
Im da Only one das Here
I sit back inhale da Smoke
Check fa police in my rear
Ina Streets Bitch you a send off
You gone go off what you hear
Check Fa Big Stab Ima Big Boss
I Put Killas On das Real
Check Fa Big Stab What dese shoes cost
Just a K bitch that shit Lil
Bitch you rob yo plug fa lil shit I turn mines
Into a Mill
Got the Police Tryna Book Me Label Call
Don't throw no deals
Baby Mama Still a Goofy Don't Have Children
Wit no Kid
I Got Geeski Hit Like Za
You Got Geeski Hit Like Mid
You won't catch me off no Bars
Big Stab Don't Fw No Xans
Ina Streets Bitch ima Star
An To Me Bitch You A Fan
I'm Da Man All in my City
When hoes see me Dey like Yea
SRT I'm riding tinted
Drop Da Windows It's A Yea
Broski Sold his phone
Locked in was the Contacts it's a Yea
Bitch we only Purchase Blicks
Bitch We ain't got no Blicks fa Sale
Ion want you in dis whip
If it go down he gone tell
We just fucking not my bitch
She a goofy say some else
You wouldn't be in dis position
You should thank me fa my help
20,000 Fo A Bond
6 Days Later Back In Jail
Need a Couple Mill To Sign
I ain't them Lil Bitch I'm Him
Lose My Top Just Like I'm Ye
Need A Thick Bitch Look like Kim
I ain't neva Did No Ye
I Sold Work Out In Da Gym
I was Turnt Befo my Case
Turnt myself in fa some years
Full wit Shit Still on my Plate
Ain't ate this good in Years
30 Mo To beat yo Case
I Pay 30 Fo a Deal
Want a Feature you can wait
Want a Feature Be Fr
Lost my Soul inside a Gate
Ona State Yard Hot As Hell
You ain't neva did no Bid
You ain't neva get no Mail
You ain't neva get no Money
You been like that since a Kid
Everything to me Be funny
I Can't Neva take nun serious
Every Opp To Me Be Bummy
Keep A Deuce Of Every Gen
She look better on her knees
She go crazy wit no Hands
They done turnt me to a Beast
I ain't neva need no Friends
Bitch I'm Poppin like I'm Yeat
See right through you like I'm Bans
Leave yo Soul Out in da Street
Hear Da Streets Dey Quiet Asl
I Got Geeski Hit Like Za
You got Geeski hit like Mid
Credits
Writer(s): Damonta Barber
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