Thuggin In My Reeboks
Thuggin in my Reeboks
Chillin' with my heat tucked
That boy need some money
He came asking for a re-up
I wanna see the islands
Wanna go to the Bahamas
I only got my clique
So Imma go out with my parters
And Imma be foreal
Thats 4L
Bitch you know the deal
Bullets hit em down
Gettin' loud
Didn't make a squel
Take me to the pound
I'm a bad dog
Born to kill
Imma wish him well
He gon' need it
If he break a deal
(Boom, Boom, Boom) Yeah
Everyone sick since they was kids
Then roll it up quick then take a hit
Cheefing on indica might go and murder ya
Keep droppin yo music I still havent heard of ya
You pussies are jealous and envious
Ya'll are some snakes that just bite
And aint venomous
I do this shit here so easy it's effortless
I do this shit here so easy its heaven sent
I done been passing the blunt here for days
Smoking it down till I cant feel my face
I take a hit even when it is laced
I see a light and then do the race
I can say im with that (with that)
You just talk that chit chat (chit chat)
I just run around w glocks on me
And pissing on your grave hoe
Thuggin in my Reeboks
Chillin' with my heat tucked
That boy need some money
He came asking for a re-up
I wanna see the islands
Wanna go to the Bahamas
I only got my clique
So Imma go out with my parters
And Imma be foreal
Thats 4L
Bitch you know the deal
Bullets hit em down
Gettin' loud
Didn't make a squel
Take me to the pound
I'm a bad dog
Born to kill
Imma wish him well
He gon' need it
If he break a deal
(Boom, Boom, Boom) Yeah
If you got a problem best aim for the head Because I'm from miami I'm used to the heat
Ion' really trip over comments and drama cause
I know they secret supporters of me
They like have heard that new serrano track
I feel that thump in my chest like a heart attack
You got no drip that's the pussy boy starter pack
I just be throwin the pipe like a quarterback
I got no problem w people that envy on me Cause I know that I'm just that guy
Tryna compete with somebody that's
Levels ahead of you
I ain't even gotta lie
Shit
I smoke an 8th and I'm feelin like rambo
Cal "rizzin" that bitch like Lando
Just bought a new crib no condo
Stop playin you ain't no honcho
Chillin' with my heat tucked
That boy need some money
He came asking for a re-up
I wanna see the islands
Wanna go to the Bahamas
I only got my clique
So Imma go out with my parters
And Imma be foreal
Thats 4L
Bitch you know the deal
Bullets hit em down
Gettin' loud
Didn't make a squel
Take me to the pound
I'm a bad dog
Born to kill
Imma wish him well
He gon' need it
If he break a deal
(Boom, Boom, Boom) Yeah
Everyone sick since they was kids
Then roll it up quick then take a hit
Cheefing on indica might go and murder ya
Keep droppin yo music I still havent heard of ya
You pussies are jealous and envious
Ya'll are some snakes that just bite
And aint venomous
I do this shit here so easy it's effortless
I do this shit here so easy its heaven sent
I done been passing the blunt here for days
Smoking it down till I cant feel my face
I take a hit even when it is laced
I see a light and then do the race
I can say im with that (with that)
You just talk that chit chat (chit chat)
I just run around w glocks on me
And pissing on your grave hoe
Thuggin in my Reeboks
Chillin' with my heat tucked
That boy need some money
He came asking for a re-up
I wanna see the islands
Wanna go to the Bahamas
I only got my clique
So Imma go out with my parters
And Imma be foreal
Thats 4L
Bitch you know the deal
Bullets hit em down
Gettin' loud
Didn't make a squel
Take me to the pound
I'm a bad dog
Born to kill
Imma wish him well
He gon' need it
If he break a deal
(Boom, Boom, Boom) Yeah
If you got a problem best aim for the head Because I'm from miami I'm used to the heat
Ion' really trip over comments and drama cause
I know they secret supporters of me
They like have heard that new serrano track
I feel that thump in my chest like a heart attack
You got no drip that's the pussy boy starter pack
I just be throwin the pipe like a quarterback
I got no problem w people that envy on me Cause I know that I'm just that guy
Tryna compete with somebody that's
Levels ahead of you
I ain't even gotta lie
Shit
I smoke an 8th and I'm feelin like rambo
Cal "rizzin" that bitch like Lando
Just bought a new crib no condo
Stop playin you ain't no honcho
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Writer(s): Maximo Amador
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