DON JULIO
They know I got the hardest intros
Turn myself up real quick
Hold on
She not tryna be my girl, but she tryna be my wife
I don't want you tomorrow, girl, I want you tonight
Shawty know she a nine, but I said she a ten
Cause she shake ass for me and shake ass for my friend
But I'm better than y'all niggas, man, y'all know what's up
Big glizzy, big valley, big north side, yeah, I throw it up
You know my side hoe drive a Nissan, yeah, she tow it up
You don't get no hoes for real, my nigga, you just smoke them up
I be iced up when I'm sittin' inside that studio
Chillin' with some baddies, they drunk off Don Julio
Know these niggas want the addy, but they cannot get inside
If a nigga touch my cousin, it's gon' be a homicide
Y'all remember Lil' K, that was my side hoe
Fuck that, I got Lil Naz, that's my ride or die hoe
Just for Lil Boogie, boy, I got a cop of Tahoe
And nigga, ain't shit change, we gon' still shoot through that side door
Niggas in my city, yeah, they wanna be just like me
I broke her heart, so she fuck who beside me
Shawty tryna put that ass all on my white tee
Gotta keep that blick on me in case a nigga try me
She wanna shake that ass, she wanna shake that, huh
She wanna shake that ass, she wanna shake that, huh
Stripper bitch said bring a bag, so I'm pullin' up
Niggas talkin' out they ass, till the chopper put them up
Ay, ay, ain't none of my niggas kevin, but we still don't get tired
And my cousin ain't go for shit, so I ain't finna let shit slide
She gon' shake that ass for me, she gon' shake that ass for twin
Soon as round one get over, I'm finna get right back in
Oh, he playin' with my gang, time make his mama cry
I ain't finna send threats on the net, I'm finna send a homicide
Quick to runoff on a nigga, I get the shit from my mama's side
Hoes get done fuckin' with me and tell they friends that they traumatized
She wanna shake that ass, she wanna shake that, huh
She wanna shake that ass, she wanna shake that, huh
Stripper bitch said bring a bag, so I'm pullin' up
Niggas talkin' out they ass, till the chopper put them up
And that's on God, nigga
I be iced up when I'm sitting inside that studio
Chillin' with some baddies, they drunk off don julio
These niggas want the addy, but they cannot get inside
If a nigga touch my cousin, it's gon' be a homicide
I be iced up when I'm sitting inside that studio
Chillin' with some baddies, they drunk off don julio
These niggas want the addy, but they cannot get inside
If a nigga touch my cousin, it's gon' be a homicide
Turn myself up real quick
Hold on
She not tryna be my girl, but she tryna be my wife
I don't want you tomorrow, girl, I want you tonight
Shawty know she a nine, but I said she a ten
Cause she shake ass for me and shake ass for my friend
But I'm better than y'all niggas, man, y'all know what's up
Big glizzy, big valley, big north side, yeah, I throw it up
You know my side hoe drive a Nissan, yeah, she tow it up
You don't get no hoes for real, my nigga, you just smoke them up
I be iced up when I'm sittin' inside that studio
Chillin' with some baddies, they drunk off Don Julio
Know these niggas want the addy, but they cannot get inside
If a nigga touch my cousin, it's gon' be a homicide
Y'all remember Lil' K, that was my side hoe
Fuck that, I got Lil Naz, that's my ride or die hoe
Just for Lil Boogie, boy, I got a cop of Tahoe
And nigga, ain't shit change, we gon' still shoot through that side door
Niggas in my city, yeah, they wanna be just like me
I broke her heart, so she fuck who beside me
Shawty tryna put that ass all on my white tee
Gotta keep that blick on me in case a nigga try me
She wanna shake that ass, she wanna shake that, huh
She wanna shake that ass, she wanna shake that, huh
Stripper bitch said bring a bag, so I'm pullin' up
Niggas talkin' out they ass, till the chopper put them up
Ay, ay, ain't none of my niggas kevin, but we still don't get tired
And my cousin ain't go for shit, so I ain't finna let shit slide
She gon' shake that ass for me, she gon' shake that ass for twin
Soon as round one get over, I'm finna get right back in
Oh, he playin' with my gang, time make his mama cry
I ain't finna send threats on the net, I'm finna send a homicide
Quick to runoff on a nigga, I get the shit from my mama's side
Hoes get done fuckin' with me and tell they friends that they traumatized
She wanna shake that ass, she wanna shake that, huh
She wanna shake that ass, she wanna shake that, huh
Stripper bitch said bring a bag, so I'm pullin' up
Niggas talkin' out they ass, till the chopper put them up
And that's on God, nigga
I be iced up when I'm sitting inside that studio
Chillin' with some baddies, they drunk off don julio
These niggas want the addy, but they cannot get inside
If a nigga touch my cousin, it's gon' be a homicide
I be iced up when I'm sitting inside that studio
Chillin' with some baddies, they drunk off don julio
These niggas want the addy, but they cannot get inside
If a nigga touch my cousin, it's gon' be a homicide
Credits
Writer(s): Glister Collins
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