Wnc
Yeah, I'm rollin' off of molly and I cannot feel myself
And I got this stripper bitch in the back, only care about my health
Don't know where the fuck I'd be if I'd never sold them blues granny house
And first time that I moved to the city, I was sharin' room with a fuckin' mouse
Always bad in fuckin' school, man, I couldn't follow rules
And I still don't take advice, so keep your cents(sense) if it's only two
I was off Zanny's, wiggin' with BU'UL, hittin' Rick and Morty carts in high school
Pulled a script out, now your bitch she leakin', and she wetter than a pool
Lying to my mama, man, gotta make it, I'm not even goin' to school
Pink molly and some oxy, watch her ski down fuckin' slopes
You can never ever link with us, this bitch just said you're gross
Yeah, I party a lot, but I always keep a G-19 on me
Even if I butt-ass naked your bitch say I'm shinin' like a star
Better have life insurance, beef with us, cause you won't make it far
AR throwin' 7.62, sittin' in the backseat of my car
Your bitch goin' crazy, but I blacked out off a Zanny bar
And don't worry, try and find me, cause if there's an issue, I'ma come to y'all
And I got niggas who rey blow your house up, all I gotta do is make one call
Unkie off of Perks, he crashin' out like he was a wrecking ball
Model bitch wanna come over, soon as she walk in, she take her panties off
Me and my niggas, we timeless, and everything we do, we don't compare to y'all
And I got this stripper bitch in the back, only care about my health
Don't know where the fuck I'd be if I'd never sold them blues granny house
And first time that I moved to the city, I was sharin' room with a fuckin' mouse
Always bad in fuckin' school, man, I couldn't follow rules
And I still don't take advice, so keep your cents(sense) if it's only two
I was off Zanny's, wiggin' with BU'UL, hittin' Rick and Morty carts in high school
Pulled a script out, now your bitch she leakin', and she wetter than a pool
Lying to my mama, man, gotta make it, I'm not even goin' to school
Pink molly and some oxy, watch her ski down fuckin' slopes
You can never ever link with us, this bitch just said you're gross
Yeah, I party a lot, but I always keep a G-19 on me
Even if I butt-ass naked your bitch say I'm shinin' like a star
Better have life insurance, beef with us, cause you won't make it far
AR throwin' 7.62, sittin' in the backseat of my car
Your bitch goin' crazy, but I blacked out off a Zanny bar
And don't worry, try and find me, cause if there's an issue, I'ma come to y'all
And I got niggas who rey blow your house up, all I gotta do is make one call
Unkie off of Perks, he crashin' out like he was a wrecking ball
Model bitch wanna come over, soon as she walk in, she take her panties off
Me and my niggas, we timeless, and everything we do, we don't compare to y'all
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Writer(s): Zion Smithen
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