4Inmysprite

Niggas turned rat, just for these women
I don't know what done got in 'em (yeah)
Bro like clothes, slime loves switches,
said I'd get bands and I did it (woah)
Counting up rolls, pants at capacity bands in these No. 9 denim (type shit)
I let him talk but it ended in tragedy had to let the nina hit him (Zay das my slatty)

Slatt, slatt yeah
(woah)
(Zay das my slatty)

F-U-C-K-Y-O-U (yeah), said fuck me then fuck you too (uh)
Up for life I don't make truce
My bitches come in two's, peer peep out the window, who there?
But I cannot stare for too long (slatt)
I'm locked in, I been in my zone
I just told my mama I'm gone for a week, but them racks gon' be coming back home
I'm stronger than ever, I got it together, she don't gotta ask for a loan
Make a withdrawal then clear out the room
Smoking a blunt and debating the shrooms
Perry no Katy got platypus blues

And I can tell that I don't follow rules
Whipping the pans and the bowls, yeah
Mama said hands off the stove, yeah
I gotta say what I own, this is my life gotta get what I want, yeah
Music and drip in my bones
Put that shit on and I turn on my song, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Hit this shit like Powerball
Stack my money ten feet tall
Fuck these niggas, they gon' fall
All of y'all (uh)

Money on hand I ain't losing no hair, I just want M's no stress (mm)
Baby walked in high bun in her hair, shawty walked in undressed (oh yeah)
In that M5 nigga cruising Bel'Aire
Nigga treat the sport like an Andretti's (huh)

I'm geeked up with a four in my Sprite (let's go)
In my bag, got some bands and a pint (yeah, yeah)
On my hip, got some bands and my pipe (uh, huh)
Nigga hoe might get hit tonight (oh, yeah)
I can't fuck with them niggas, they broke
Oh no that broke shit is my Kryptonite
All these blues in my pockets gon' poke, that hoe think that she with a crip tonight (yeah, yeah)

I can't fuck with these niggas they hoe's (huh)
Fuck these niggas, I'm fucking they hoe (mhm)
Fuck my bitch while I'm rubbing her toes (oh, yeah)
Eat her box I'm no cannibal though (uh, huh)
'V' go beast he the Almighty Hulk (oh, yeah)
'V' a monster no Hannibal though (real deal)
I got shawty drinking me like Joe (uh)
Nigga gettin this green like Joe (yeah)

I got the green light to hit
Once I'm done, give her green light to go
On the way to the bank told a joke (yeah, yeah)
Laughing on the way to get this dough (oh my God)
Sippin' wockiana and it's cold
Nigga, I went Balenci my coat
(yeah let's do it)
And I ride with them lizards you know
(yeah let's do it)
So just pray that your boy don't get rolled (huh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Money on hand, but your hoe on dick
Soon as I hit shit clips (huh)
They be like, who pissed off 'young V'?
Twin straight throwin' fits (yeah)
Two bad hoes tryin' to drink up my seed, told 'em let's meet at the Ritz

I'm geeked up with a four in my Sprite
In my bag it's some beans and a pint
I got my lil' sidey on my left, my primary shooter on the right
Clutching on that glocky with the Steph
This hoe stupid skinny, but it's there
And I know she love me I don't care
I just want the M's and nothing less

Niggas turned rat, just for these women
I don't know what done got in 'em (yeah)
Bro like clothes, slime loves switches,
said I'd get bands and I did it (woah)
Counting up rolls, pants at capacity bands in these No. 9 denim (type shit)
I let him talk but it ended in tragedy had to let the nina hit him

(Welcome to Ëthernet)
(Zay das my Slatty)



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Writer(s): Andre Sanders
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