Ship
You get no bread or butter bitch you Nigga's really toast
You see me on the Internet, but you seem like you seen a ghost
And I don't really do the socials, but these Niggas like to post
Its Trizzy in this bitch and be prepared I like to do the most
Arm extended out the window bitch I got the k
This blicky, huff, and then it puff and blow your stupid ass away
It's like a job bitch so i can do this shit every day
And i could never get tired so you could call Kevin Gates
Had to get it in cause these Niggas thought that I was done
You can stop the competition cause I already won
Niggas think they lit but trust me the party just begun
And if you die before I kill you, I'm a shoot at the sun
Bitch i got a new whip get away car moving so fast
On top of every list it's so lit you can't even contrast
You got a bad bitch I pull up on her Nigga he passed
Extended is the clip Im addicted. I'm Finna relapse
WOOO
You thought it was it
Hunnit round clips
Aim at ya lip
I'm too legit
HUH
No nick but i got the cannons blow down yo fucking ship
Bitch, I ain't talking titanic I got yo mothership
Bitch, I am causing some damage I got yo brothership
Bitch, I'm striking again. and I got your cousin ship
Bitch, you know that I manage I got a Russian ship
Bitch, you know I'm the Man I got like a dozen ships
Fuck a ship nigga i got like a couple foreign's
Fuck a vest Niga aimin at ya upper portions
Talk is cheap Niga I got a discussion forum
You a bitch Niga I came into sudden fortunes
I get it I get it I add it up
Talking real crazy but bitch I can back it up
You in the beginning you catching up
And I'm a keep winning, so pack it up
So bag it up, pack it up, wrap it up
Count in this paper you see that it's racking up
All smiles and I'm grinning I'm cracking up
You run up on me we picking our ratchets up
Damn Lil mama you tweaking
Fuck you outside i have everyone Pegan
Fuckin your bitch had to sneak in
Pull up with Glocks set her up on the weekend
We live in a life we succeed in
She fucking with me if she swallow my semen
I want smoke I'm not bringing no peace in
Said all this shit and I don't even mean it
You see me on the Internet, but you seem like you seen a ghost
And I don't really do the socials, but these Niggas like to post
Its Trizzy in this bitch and be prepared I like to do the most
Arm extended out the window bitch I got the k
This blicky, huff, and then it puff and blow your stupid ass away
It's like a job bitch so i can do this shit every day
And i could never get tired so you could call Kevin Gates
Had to get it in cause these Niggas thought that I was done
You can stop the competition cause I already won
Niggas think they lit but trust me the party just begun
And if you die before I kill you, I'm a shoot at the sun
Bitch i got a new whip get away car moving so fast
On top of every list it's so lit you can't even contrast
You got a bad bitch I pull up on her Nigga he passed
Extended is the clip Im addicted. I'm Finna relapse
WOOO
You thought it was it
Hunnit round clips
Aim at ya lip
I'm too legit
HUH
No nick but i got the cannons blow down yo fucking ship
Bitch, I ain't talking titanic I got yo mothership
Bitch, I am causing some damage I got yo brothership
Bitch, I'm striking again. and I got your cousin ship
Bitch, you know that I manage I got a Russian ship
Bitch, you know I'm the Man I got like a dozen ships
Fuck a ship nigga i got like a couple foreign's
Fuck a vest Niga aimin at ya upper portions
Talk is cheap Niga I got a discussion forum
You a bitch Niga I came into sudden fortunes
I get it I get it I add it up
Talking real crazy but bitch I can back it up
You in the beginning you catching up
And I'm a keep winning, so pack it up
So bag it up, pack it up, wrap it up
Count in this paper you see that it's racking up
All smiles and I'm grinning I'm cracking up
You run up on me we picking our ratchets up
Damn Lil mama you tweaking
Fuck you outside i have everyone Pegan
Fuckin your bitch had to sneak in
Pull up with Glocks set her up on the weekend
We live in a life we succeed in
She fucking with me if she swallow my semen
I want smoke I'm not bringing no peace in
Said all this shit and I don't even mean it
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Writer(s): Jontrell Avante Mixon
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