Hard Whipping
Got me sounding like Ray Charles
She said that I can't see shit
Got the Styrofoam cup in my hand
I ain't even double the shit
I just hit the push start
This ain't Eliantte diamond
I don't want no gold yard
In the backseat with that Smith & Wesson
Tryna blow some
Told my girl I'm six hours away
Baby show some
Okay I'm loaded nigga
narcissistic
Should've been a real pimp
That's a leg shot pussy
You ain't no real killer
All white, fazos
I ain't talkin' bout drug dealing
Bobby was out here hard with
I was broke, still fishing
Dead broke, I done seen it all
I had zero dollars
I ain't even got no BM nigga
But I done go through a lot of drama
Girl don't stress me no more
I'm tryna pull a 187
Keep on speaking on my name
Fuck it, send that boy to heaven
I been surrounded by them shooters
Like Osama bin Laden
He ain't no top opp nigga
Man my shooter done shot him
Okay I'm loaded
Going up like an elevator
Want naked bitch
In a trap house
Cleaning like they Consuela
Nigga I'ma big dog to you pussies
Y'all niggas real haters
I done upgrade
On you a niggas
Need some more pay
I just the push start
This ain't Eliantte diamond
I don't want no gold yard
In the backseat with that Smith & Wesson
Tryna blow some
Told my girl I'm six hours away
Baby show some
Okay I'm loaded, nigga narcissistic
Should've been a real pimp
That's a leg shot pussy
You ain't no real killer
All white, fazos
I ain't talking about drug dealing
Bobby was out here hard whipping
I was broke still fishing
She said that I can't see shit
Got the Styrofoam cup in my hand
I ain't even double the shit
I just hit the push start
This ain't Eliantte diamond
I don't want no gold yard
In the backseat with that Smith & Wesson
Tryna blow some
Told my girl I'm six hours away
Baby show some
Okay I'm loaded nigga
narcissistic
Should've been a real pimp
That's a leg shot pussy
You ain't no real killer
All white, fazos
I ain't talkin' bout drug dealing
Bobby was out here hard with
I was broke, still fishing
Dead broke, I done seen it all
I had zero dollars
I ain't even got no BM nigga
But I done go through a lot of drama
Girl don't stress me no more
I'm tryna pull a 187
Keep on speaking on my name
Fuck it, send that boy to heaven
I been surrounded by them shooters
Like Osama bin Laden
He ain't no top opp nigga
Man my shooter done shot him
Okay I'm loaded
Going up like an elevator
Want naked bitch
In a trap house
Cleaning like they Consuela
Nigga I'ma big dog to you pussies
Y'all niggas real haters
I done upgrade
On you a niggas
Need some more pay
I just the push start
This ain't Eliantte diamond
I don't want no gold yard
In the backseat with that Smith & Wesson
Tryna blow some
Told my girl I'm six hours away
Baby show some
Okay I'm loaded, nigga narcissistic
Should've been a real pimp
That's a leg shot pussy
You ain't no real killer
All white, fazos
I ain't talking about drug dealing
Bobby was out here hard whipping
I was broke still fishing
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Writer(s): Jaquan Johnson
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