CRACK a BELL (feat. DOUBLECUP TJ)

I'm fucking that hoe I ain't cuff it
These niggas be hoes, be running they mouth
Tell these hoes they ain't even on nun
Keep running your mouth Ima buss
We really came up from nun
I can't fuck with no bum
I ain't from Philly, I could show you how to crack a bell
Aye, get that dope sold before it touch a scale
These niggas ain't got no drip Ima wish em' well
Me and my niggas work together so he never fail
Hit the lick by myself cause I ain't gon never tell

Roll that dope up, pour that drank up
Me and my niggas used to share lines, now we pouring liters

Chasing a bag, came a long way from reading water meters
Hit her from the back, beat the pussy up in a wife beater
These niggas acting odd, I might take they broad
I'm coming up even cause I beat the odds I love the gang so I can't take the loss
Ice up on my neck and it's cold like frost

I'm fucking that hoe, you tricking
Oh lame ass nigga, you simpin'
I'm Wayne, don't ask what I'm sipping

Got hoes the way that we pimpin'
They wet the way that we dripping
Ain't no Disney, no we can't kick it
I'm a receiver, the way that I get it
I'm a gymnast, the way that I flip it
Roll a spliff up, fuck a hiccup
Just like when I'm low, I'ma re-up

Pack touchdown, today gone by tomorrow
Thirty-two for the P, on the way to Mars
Me and Bryce sliding on this motherfucking hoe
For the right price, I might fucking wipe your nose
Get a check, spend a check, get it right back
All this blue cheese, make a hoe act right
I'm trying to run this money up to the fucking ceiling
I'm trying to stay busy, got my bitch in her feelings
He say he slime, but I'm in the swamp with my Gator niggas
Drop a four up in the cream soda, man it's thick as hell
Niggas acting gangster, but ain't got no fucking bells
Sunnyside nigga, gotta stop by Teepees
Flip a QP, got me right back on my feet
In the culdesac, trapping, I got what you need
Phones steady ringing, I got junkies up the street
It's 10 to get in, if you ain't got it, move around

I'm a lion in the jungle, bitch, I'ma keep a crown
The gang Planet Fitness, the way that we moving pounds
We spinnin round and sending rounds
I might catch three counts
Bitch, I'm known in my town
Pouring dranks, smoking dank
New gas and it stank, the choppa sing like Drake
Smoking cookies, getting baked
Can't take that bitch on a date
I've been running up a check, bitch, I gotta raise
Make sure all my niggas eat, bitch, I share a plate
I gotta smoke the spliff, bitch, I'm gon' be late
He a pussy talking shit, but I don't be fased

I'm fucking that hoe I ain't cuff it
These niggas be hoes, be running they mouth
Tell these hoes they ain't even on nun
Keep running your mouth Ima buss
We really came up from nun
I can't fuck with no bum
I ain't from Philly, I could show you how to crack a bell
Aye, get that dope sold before it touch a scale
These niggas ain't got no drip Ima wish em' well
Me and my niggas work together so he never fail
Hit the lick by myself cause I ain't gon never tell