What Im Into
Aye I be tired of these hoes can't cut em off but I should tho
I'ma tell her what it is I ain't no Push over
She Steady be leavin but I'm knowing she really wouldn't tho
Baby be thinkin that we beefin but we good tho
You ain't trynna get no money What you good for
Chase a bag like fuck it get to runnin with no shoes on
Aye I can't wife em bitches triflin fuck is you on
Im good love gone enjoy, like I'm Pluto
For the bag it get mainey what would you do tho
I ain't no killa but, my bro im gone shoot for
I'll still up and blow for bro but it ain't mutual
The shoe fit fuck it nigga put them shoes on
Baby love the way I rap get yo groove on
If she ain't trynna elevate you better move on
Bad bitches and real niggas I know a few of those
For the fam and the gang that's who I do it for
Me and my glock both came in at the same time
Why you think I fuck with baby we on the same grind
Give em a halo with them hollows we ah let em fly
& bro a killa you can't tell cause he in disguise
You did em wrong he wont it slide
You in the wrong you ain't never right
I'm in her ear fuckin her good she like you never lied
& bro just upped a 100 ball living a better life yeaaa
& you ain't what I'm into
she don't care I carry pistols
Why these niggas in they feelings
these bitches been sentimental
Bro nem got into it
they had put me In the middle
you ain't what I'm into
she don't care I carry pistols
Bro nem they had got into it in the middle uhh
I'ma tell her what it is I ain't no Push over
She Steady be leavin but I'm knowing she really wouldn't tho
Baby be thinkin that we beefin but we good tho
You ain't trynna get no money What you good for
Chase a bag like fuck it get to runnin with no shoes on
Aye I can't wife em bitches triflin fuck is you on
Im good love gone enjoy, like I'm Pluto
For the bag it get mainey what would you do tho
I ain't no killa but, my bro im gone shoot for
I'll still up and blow for bro but it ain't mutual
The shoe fit fuck it nigga put them shoes on
Baby love the way I rap get yo groove on
If she ain't trynna elevate you better move on
Bad bitches and real niggas I know a few of those
For the fam and the gang that's who I do it for
Me and my glock both came in at the same time
Why you think I fuck with baby we on the same grind
Give em a halo with them hollows we ah let em fly
& bro a killa you can't tell cause he in disguise
You did em wrong he wont it slide
You in the wrong you ain't never right
I'm in her ear fuckin her good she like you never lied
& bro just upped a 100 ball living a better life yeaaa
& you ain't what I'm into
she don't care I carry pistols
Why these niggas in they feelings
these bitches been sentimental
Bro nem got into it
they had put me In the middle
you ain't what I'm into
she don't care I carry pistols
Bro nem they had got into it in the middle uhh
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Writer(s): Marshaun Arnold
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