Bowl
Switching lane's got me all in my Mode
Circle got small, it's a size of a bowl
I ain't fucking with nigga's, it ain't Bout no dough
Be patient my nigga, we all gone be On
I been stacking been, tryna spend Time all alone
Nigga's switching, don't know what Type time they be on
Told my brody, I'ma spend some time On the road
Just make sure that all theses bag's Getting sold
I be tweaking, be flashing out, Thinking bout bro
I be mad bout to crash on the side of The road
Nigga fuck it, some days nigga don't Call my phone
I be bussing, don't ask me how many I'm on
No discussion, me and them, we Don't get along
If you fucking with them, then you Know what I'm on
I'ma ride for my brother, he right or He wrong
Told my people's, they straight the Same day I get on
They hating, I see the look all in they Face's
But why? I came from the dirt, I was Basic
Used to sleep on the couch, I had Dreams of being famous
Long Live LX, we ride around armed And dangerous
Watch who you trust, cause they all Be changing
Post on the block, even when it was Raining
I ain't fucking with niggas who Losing, I'm gaining
Brody at the gun range, he a shooter In training
Hop out banging, aiming, thirty Hanging
What the fuck you saying
Nigga get to spraying
Look both ways before you start Complaining
Ain't no faking, nigga's snaking
Fuck it, bro hopped out and baked Him
Clutching, can't no nigga play me
Bussing, left him on the pavement
Switching lane's got me all in my mode
Circle got small, it's the size of a bowl
I ain't fucking with nigga's, it ain't About no dough
Be patient my nigga, we all gone be On
I been stacking been, tryna spend Time all alone
Nigga's switching, don't know what Type time they be on
Told my brody, I'ma spend some time On the road
Just make sure that all the these bag's Getting sold
I be tweaking, be flashing out, Thinking about bro
I be mad about the crash on the side Of the road
Nigga fuck it, some days nigga don't Call my phone
I be bussing, don't ask me how many I'm on
No discussion, me and them, we Don't get along
If you fucking with them, then you Know what I want
I'ma ride for my brother, he right or He wrong
Told my people's, they straight, the Same day I'm on
Circle got small, it's a size of a bowl
I ain't fucking with nigga's, it ain't Bout no dough
Be patient my nigga, we all gone be On
I been stacking been, tryna spend Time all alone
Nigga's switching, don't know what Type time they be on
Told my brody, I'ma spend some time On the road
Just make sure that all theses bag's Getting sold
I be tweaking, be flashing out, Thinking bout bro
I be mad bout to crash on the side of The road
Nigga fuck it, some days nigga don't Call my phone
I be bussing, don't ask me how many I'm on
No discussion, me and them, we Don't get along
If you fucking with them, then you Know what I'm on
I'ma ride for my brother, he right or He wrong
Told my people's, they straight the Same day I get on
They hating, I see the look all in they Face's
But why? I came from the dirt, I was Basic
Used to sleep on the couch, I had Dreams of being famous
Long Live LX, we ride around armed And dangerous
Watch who you trust, cause they all Be changing
Post on the block, even when it was Raining
I ain't fucking with niggas who Losing, I'm gaining
Brody at the gun range, he a shooter In training
Hop out banging, aiming, thirty Hanging
What the fuck you saying
Nigga get to spraying
Look both ways before you start Complaining
Ain't no faking, nigga's snaking
Fuck it, bro hopped out and baked Him
Clutching, can't no nigga play me
Bussing, left him on the pavement
Switching lane's got me all in my mode
Circle got small, it's the size of a bowl
I ain't fucking with nigga's, it ain't About no dough
Be patient my nigga, we all gone be On
I been stacking been, tryna spend Time all alone
Nigga's switching, don't know what Type time they be on
Told my brody, I'ma spend some time On the road
Just make sure that all the these bag's Getting sold
I be tweaking, be flashing out, Thinking about bro
I be mad about the crash on the side Of the road
Nigga fuck it, some days nigga don't Call my phone
I be bussing, don't ask me how many I'm on
No discussion, me and them, we Don't get along
If you fucking with them, then you Know what I want
I'ma ride for my brother, he right or He wrong
Told my people's, they straight, the Same day I'm on
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Writer(s): Superstar Tayy
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