Buy His Life
Stop playin wit me bitch I'll shut it down
Yo mans ina party with no blick we finna hawk him down
Like it's fort kill yo ass then I get the crown
We got your mans in this fuckin wood smoke him out the pound
2020 I couldn't rap I be flowin now check on yo bitch she in the back gettin bussed down
You tryna smoke I'm tryna roll this dead nigga now
Back when I was broke cant tell me shit I'm thumbin through it now
When I was down on my ass they wouldn't
help me now I'm a young paid nigga the one they comin to right now
She use to clown in middle school she flashin
titties now Im finna cop a new gen with a 50 round
Where your mans he got hit all in the hat
Dont give a fuck what we in I'll spin in a lac
Scary nigga when I seen him he ran tracks
See yo dead mans hangin around your neck snatch his ass buy his life back
We out here ridin with them switches niggas out here lacked
Goofy bitch she gettin irritating doin wanna strap
If a nigga press my brother know I got his back
If it ever came down to it nigga then you runnin dat
If that bitch step outta line hit him in his hat
You ain't even like that you did what? Man that shit cap
Like he workin at McDonalds fry him in a rack
Slide down the ave when we out then we slidin back
Twin Glocks one Cody the other one Zack
Tray said do you got that pole know I got my strap Feins bangin on my line cause they love the pack
Wouldn't dare touch that goofy bitch I heard she got the clap
Finna call my nigga Hav where the fuck you at?
If the guys catch a opp I bet his ass turn to Similac
If we like it and we see you bitch you runnin dat
I ain't lettin a nigga take a damn thing and I'm stampin dat
I live a double life lil baby you can't handle that
Ion even wanna be around you niggas it ain't bout the sack
Im finna build a ghost Glock and push his shit back
I'm tryna fuck with lil mama I been wantin that
Where yo mans be got hit all in the hat
Don't give a fuck what we in I'll spin in a lac
Scary nigga when I seen him he ran track
See yo dead man hangin around yo neck snatch his ass buy his life back
Yo mans ina party with no blick we finna hawk him down
Like it's fort kill yo ass then I get the crown
We got your mans in this fuckin wood smoke him out the pound
2020 I couldn't rap I be flowin now check on yo bitch she in the back gettin bussed down
You tryna smoke I'm tryna roll this dead nigga now
Back when I was broke cant tell me shit I'm thumbin through it now
When I was down on my ass they wouldn't
help me now I'm a young paid nigga the one they comin to right now
She use to clown in middle school she flashin
titties now Im finna cop a new gen with a 50 round
Where your mans he got hit all in the hat
Dont give a fuck what we in I'll spin in a lac
Scary nigga when I seen him he ran tracks
See yo dead mans hangin around your neck snatch his ass buy his life back
We out here ridin with them switches niggas out here lacked
Goofy bitch she gettin irritating doin wanna strap
If a nigga press my brother know I got his back
If it ever came down to it nigga then you runnin dat
If that bitch step outta line hit him in his hat
You ain't even like that you did what? Man that shit cap
Like he workin at McDonalds fry him in a rack
Slide down the ave when we out then we slidin back
Twin Glocks one Cody the other one Zack
Tray said do you got that pole know I got my strap Feins bangin on my line cause they love the pack
Wouldn't dare touch that goofy bitch I heard she got the clap
Finna call my nigga Hav where the fuck you at?
If the guys catch a opp I bet his ass turn to Similac
If we like it and we see you bitch you runnin dat
I ain't lettin a nigga take a damn thing and I'm stampin dat
I live a double life lil baby you can't handle that
Ion even wanna be around you niggas it ain't bout the sack
Im finna build a ghost Glock and push his shit back
I'm tryna fuck with lil mama I been wantin that
Where yo mans be got hit all in the hat
Don't give a fuck what we in I'll spin in a lac
Scary nigga when I seen him he ran track
See yo dead man hangin around yo neck snatch his ass buy his life back
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Writer(s): Krispy Tay
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