BBL

Nigga, why
Pockets felt like BBL
Pockets felt like BBL
Pockets felt like BBL

Nigga, why
Pockets felt like BBL
Pockets felt like BBL
If the feds get me nigga I could never ever tell

Your phones ain't bammin lil nigga what you sell
I could do a drop off or I could send it through the mail
I could tell this nigga lying man his face turning pale
I was locked down niggas ain't even pay my bail

I got it on my own and this shit I don't owe a nigga none
Niggas get on Instagram faking motion they just fronting
Not a remote don't press my button
Why you lying to the hoes lil nigga out here stunting

I got it out the mud young nigga came from nothing
Used to be thugging in the trenches I was with my big cousin
I ain't never used to rap till a nigga started buzzing
Boy I'm hot just like a oven

Six times two nigga I can make a quick dozen
Niggas bluffing I'm quick to hit a road with her stuff
She gon' fuck the whole gang lil baby you a busser
Off the drugs I'm bussing

Sipping Robitussin fire head
Fire Headys in the city I just pulled down on Huffman
I'm a hustler nigga I be gritting
I need to wipe my eyes lil nigga I be shitting

I be shitting on these niggas every day and every night
I could get you what you need I got brown and I got white
I talk to opps it's on sight then I let me catch you
Boy I got dog I ain't serving niggas cat food

Left hand right hand lil nigga I'll smack you
If I ever go broke lil nigga I'll jack you
Boy this my shit all my niggas trim
Pop out on that fly shit

All you niggas cheap go to the mall y'all can't buy shit
I'm in love with purple rain I be sipping on that hi tek
Distrokid pay me every month I get it rap jacks
You hear that phone ring ring lil nigga I be slapping

Hold on I'm in the Stu stating facts man
I know a feind that's in love with the blues I call him Pacman
Don't ever run up on me wrong you get whacked man
A lil nigga call me cheddar bob

Don't even get no pros nigga get a job
Money over bitches lil nigga I be with the mob
I got a freak ass bitch slobbing on my knob
I made her kiss my glock

I ain't in no band lil nigga but I make ready rock
1738 unc selling fetty wap
I'm getting hella pros locked in with T-Mobile
I got hella phones

I then made so much racks on the motherfucking telephone
Weird ass nigga I don't know what the hell he on
Junkie on my line said he need a fire zone
Bet I'm on the way

Ain't gotta scale it up nigga this a regular play
Stayed up out my way if you ain't talking bout no pay
Man you can't save these hoes need to take off that cape
A ho gon' be a ho get a bow and get it gone

Beating baby back in I love the way that she moan
Niggas wanna be me no you can't be my clone
She said she like the way I smell got some fire eyes cologne
You know this shit ain't cheap

You gotta trap strong
Nigga this ain't for the weak
You trying to get up on the song little nigga pay a fee
I'm not giving fees if you ain't talking like me

Real dumper baby I can sell 3 pounds in a week
Pockets felt like BBL
If the feds ever get me nigga I can never tell
I could do a drop off or I could send it through the mail

I could tell this nigga lying in his face turning pale
When I was locked down niggas ain't even pay my bail
When I was locked down niggas ain't even pay my bail
Hoes fake ass nigga

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Cheap ass nigga
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