POUNDS
(Yeah u smokin' eighths, and I'm smokin' pounds)
(No I don't sip no brown)
(Sell it by the ounce)
(You was not around)
Yeah u smokin' eighths, and I'm smokin' pounds
And I'm sippin wock', no I don't sip no brown
Yeah I sell that work, I sell it by the ounce
Oh yeah I spin't yo block, but you was not around
Yeah u smokin' eighths, and I'm smokin' pounds
I done spin't your whole block, like a merry-go-round
Silencer on the Glock, it won't make no sound
If he not snitchin' on the gang, then imma shake him down
Yeah, imma walk him down
I don't want that bitch she been around the town
She done fucked the whole gang, she think I want her now?
That bitch feelin' like she Bhendie, she got it burnin' now
Oh yeah, the flame is burnin' out
We don't want each other but we still fuck around
Could never fuck a ratchet bitch cause they can't keep it down
You gonna fuck up on that bitch, then she tell the town
Oh nah, you the talk of the town now
Yeah you the talk of the town now
I'm the king, where my crown now?
Watch how them 808s bounce now
Yeah u smokin' eighths, and I'm smokin' pounds
And I'm sippin wock', no I don't sip no brown
Yeah I sell that work, I sell it by the ounce
Oh yeah I spin't yo block, but you was not around
Yeah u smokin' eighths, and I'm smokin' pounds
I done spin't your whole block, like a merry-go-round
Silencer on the Glock, it won't make no sound
If he not snitchin' on the gang, then imma shake him down
(Yeah u smokin' eighths, and I'm smokin' pounds)
(No I don't sip no brown)
(Sell it by the ounce)
(You was not around)
Yeah u smokin' eighths, and I'm smokin' pounds
And I'm sippin wock', no I don't sip no brown
Yeah I sell that work, I sell it by the ounce
Oh yeah I spin't yo block, but you was not around
Yeah u smokin' eighths, and I'm smokin' pounds
I done spin't your whole block, like a merry-go-round
Silencer on the Glock, it won't make no sound
If he not snitchin' on the gang, then imma shake him down
Yeah, imma walk him down
I don't want that bitch she been around the town
She done fucked the whole gang, she think I want her now?
That bitch feelin' like she Bhendie, she got it burnin' now
Oh yeah, the flame is burnin' out
We don't want each other but we still fuck around
Could never fuck a ratchet bitch cause they can't keep it down
You gonna fuck up on that bitch, then she tell the town
Oh nah, you the talk of the town now
Yeah you the talk of the town now
I'm the king, where my crown now?
Watch how them 808s bounce now
Yeah u smokin' eighths, and I'm smokin' pounds
And I'm sippin wock', no I don't sip no brown
Yeah I sell that work, I sell it by the ounce
Oh yeah I spin't yo block, but you was not around
Yeah u smokin' eighths, and I'm smokin' pounds
I done spin't your whole block, like a merry-go-round
Silencer on the Glock, it won't make no sound
If he not snitchin' on the gang, then imma shake him down
(Yeah u smokin' eighths, and I'm smokin' pounds)
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Writer(s): Dyllan Northover
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