Cheap
(B.A.K)
Ouu shii
Lets go
I like to talk my shi onna beat
Imma inna stu smokin za wit lil cee
Don't flop where u sit we got chops inna seat
Never stressing a bitch gotta keep that shi P
Spent bout 10 this shit ain't cheap
Why is u playing don't D.I.E
Chop off his hand like karate
Then wave to em wit it like R.I.P
Look at my fit nigga this shi fleaked out
Use hella spit yeah ik this bitch freaked out
Stepping outside better know that my heat out
We got the Feds on our ass so we reroute
Change routes, Best believe I'm wit the same crew
Never switch on a bros that's the number 1 main rule
Im doin shi that they can't do
Thats why they all on my dick trynna copy & paste foo
Pillow talking to hoes get u turned to a opp
Hell nah ian friendly can't come inna spot
Drankin this henny I mix it wit wock
Want me in ha kidneys I just want the top
Bro gotta switchy on all of his glocks
Im from a city where shit can get hot
Please do not temped me you can get popped
Freaky lil bitty gone dance for that guap
I like to talk my shi onna beat
Imma inna stu smokin za wit lil cee
Don't flop where u sit we got chops inna seat
Never stressing a bitch gotta keep that shi P
Spent bout 10 this shit ain't cheap
Why is u playing don't D.I.E
Chop off his hand like karate
Then wave to em wit it like R.I.P
You'll think my name Bradly the way I get bills
Lil bro retarted go hard for the kills
Bitch imma whale u swim with the seals
If they take u to jail Ik u gone squil
You the type to talk about em and dap that nigga
I'm the type to talk about em and wrap that nigga
You went on a mission didn't tap that trigger
I play with your bitch like an action figure
(Way in the back gotta catch up)
(Oh she talk to me now cause I'm next up)
(Big Glock only shoot from the neck up)
(Won't make it to the doctor for the check up)
(He gone)
(Yeah)
(Won't make it to the doctor for the check up)
And I leave a nigga red like ketchup
I like to talk my shi onna beat
Imma inna stu smokin za wit lil cee
Don't flop where u sit we got chops inna seat
Never stressing a bitch gotta keep that shi P
Spent bout 10 this shit ain't cheap
Why is u playing don't D.I.E
Chop off his hand like karate
Then wave to em wit it like R.I.P
(RIP)
Like R.I.P
Leave a nigga smooshed just like some cheese
(Yeah, Aye)
B.A.K
Ouu shii
Lets go
I like to talk my shi onna beat
Imma inna stu smokin za wit lil cee
Don't flop where u sit we got chops inna seat
Never stressing a bitch gotta keep that shi P
Spent bout 10 this shit ain't cheap
Why is u playing don't D.I.E
Chop off his hand like karate
Then wave to em wit it like R.I.P
Look at my fit nigga this shi fleaked out
Use hella spit yeah ik this bitch freaked out
Stepping outside better know that my heat out
We got the Feds on our ass so we reroute
Change routes, Best believe I'm wit the same crew
Never switch on a bros that's the number 1 main rule
Im doin shi that they can't do
Thats why they all on my dick trynna copy & paste foo
Pillow talking to hoes get u turned to a opp
Hell nah ian friendly can't come inna spot
Drankin this henny I mix it wit wock
Want me in ha kidneys I just want the top
Bro gotta switchy on all of his glocks
Im from a city where shit can get hot
Please do not temped me you can get popped
Freaky lil bitty gone dance for that guap
I like to talk my shi onna beat
Imma inna stu smokin za wit lil cee
Don't flop where u sit we got chops inna seat
Never stressing a bitch gotta keep that shi P
Spent bout 10 this shit ain't cheap
Why is u playing don't D.I.E
Chop off his hand like karate
Then wave to em wit it like R.I.P
You'll think my name Bradly the way I get bills
Lil bro retarted go hard for the kills
Bitch imma whale u swim with the seals
If they take u to jail Ik u gone squil
You the type to talk about em and dap that nigga
I'm the type to talk about em and wrap that nigga
You went on a mission didn't tap that trigger
I play with your bitch like an action figure
(Way in the back gotta catch up)
(Oh she talk to me now cause I'm next up)
(Big Glock only shoot from the neck up)
(Won't make it to the doctor for the check up)
(He gone)
(Yeah)
(Won't make it to the doctor for the check up)
And I leave a nigga red like ketchup
I like to talk my shi onna beat
Imma inna stu smokin za wit lil cee
Don't flop where u sit we got chops inna seat
Never stressing a bitch gotta keep that shi P
Spent bout 10 this shit ain't cheap
Why is u playing don't D.I.E
Chop off his hand like karate
Then wave to em wit it like R.I.P
(RIP)
Like R.I.P
Leave a nigga smooshed just like some cheese
(Yeah, Aye)
B.A.K
Credits
Writer(s): Jayvon Crump
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