Luv 4 Who? (feat. TR4PLOU)
It's me
Belive
Cire
My body
They All on me
Say you got love for who
Not the guys
Then
You better show me
Girl by my side
So you better keep it low key
I Don't know no body
That tried to stop me
They can hold me
There he go talkin shit
That nigga a bitch
He ain't taking no risk
I ain't tappin
The pockets
Of a nigga
That got shit
You not tuff lil nigga
You ain't on shit
I got 4 word for you hatin ass niggas
"get off my dick"
(Dick)
I'm outside
Wit ya bitch
(Bitch)
She doing more then shaking them
Hips
2 at a time
My chick and ya
Bitch
(Bitch)
Niggas outside what you want
I'm wit ya bitch we stunt
Beefing with me is a long shot
So don't be a hater
On the grind like a skater
You've been talking that shit
But you been off the radar
I start fuckin with paper
Cause the value in money is just like a trade
And in one of prayers
I've been hoping to god that he do me a favor
Get rid of my ops
Get rid of my ops
Get rid of my ops
If I got the drop
Then I'm bringing my niggas
And we got the mop
We gon clear out the spot
Hella uniform niggas
They all on the block
Couple niggas got knocked
Screaming free all my niggas they know how I rock
They know how I move
I Ain't playing with niggas ain't losing my cool
Turn me up on niggas
Ima pour up some liquor I ain't chasing the goose
Chasing the goose
Chasing the goose
Chasing the goose
I ain't using the chaser I ain't chasing the goose
It's Cire don't say much to anybody
Tell these lames come from around me
I ain't trusting nobody
If they can't see the vision I see
I could tell you where I come from but it's the same story
So I'm like fuck it
Baby just rump baby don't you bore me
Shake it
We in the spot n you popping your shit
Know you hot n you making it lit
Come back to mine and pop your shit
You know who I'm fuck that Nigga you with
You know what I mean when I say I got it from Nothing
You against me
Nigga means you not gon win
They Ask how I get like this
I ain't got no time for no hating ass Nigga
With Rich n Milly
On my wrist
Came from the gutter
So it means I got it from nothing
Nothing to lose
So you know win win win win
W's up flip that shit over like I'm trynna make a M
Trynna make a M
I do this for my Kin
Belive
Cire
My body
They All on me
Say you got love for who
Not the guys
Then
You better show me
Girl by my side
So you better keep it low key
I Don't know no body
That tried to stop me
They can hold me
There he go talkin shit
That nigga a bitch
He ain't taking no risk
I ain't tappin
The pockets
Of a nigga
That got shit
You not tuff lil nigga
You ain't on shit
I got 4 word for you hatin ass niggas
"get off my dick"
(Dick)
I'm outside
Wit ya bitch
(Bitch)
She doing more then shaking them
Hips
2 at a time
My chick and ya
Bitch
(Bitch)
Niggas outside what you want
I'm wit ya bitch we stunt
Beefing with me is a long shot
So don't be a hater
On the grind like a skater
You've been talking that shit
But you been off the radar
I start fuckin with paper
Cause the value in money is just like a trade
And in one of prayers
I've been hoping to god that he do me a favor
Get rid of my ops
Get rid of my ops
Get rid of my ops
If I got the drop
Then I'm bringing my niggas
And we got the mop
We gon clear out the spot
Hella uniform niggas
They all on the block
Couple niggas got knocked
Screaming free all my niggas they know how I rock
They know how I move
I Ain't playing with niggas ain't losing my cool
Turn me up on niggas
Ima pour up some liquor I ain't chasing the goose
Chasing the goose
Chasing the goose
Chasing the goose
I ain't using the chaser I ain't chasing the goose
It's Cire don't say much to anybody
Tell these lames come from around me
I ain't trusting nobody
If they can't see the vision I see
I could tell you where I come from but it's the same story
So I'm like fuck it
Baby just rump baby don't you bore me
Shake it
We in the spot n you popping your shit
Know you hot n you making it lit
Come back to mine and pop your shit
You know who I'm fuck that Nigga you with
You know what I mean when I say I got it from Nothing
You against me
Nigga means you not gon win
They Ask how I get like this
I ain't got no time for no hating ass Nigga
With Rich n Milly
On my wrist
Came from the gutter
So it means I got it from nothing
Nothing to lose
So you know win win win win
W's up flip that shit over like I'm trynna make a M
Trynna make a M
I do this for my Kin
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