作词 : cru
作曲 : cru
I've been swerving on that hoe
While I'm swerving on that cash
I just made some shit on my lap
I don't hate you bitch,
You should stack your bitches back,
At the end of the day it's you coming up in cracks
Call me broke, when you broke, I just take it as a joke
I'm so high up on that sand how my motherfucking float,
This is more than a drive I will never stop
I'm just going home
I'm always gas in my eyes no I cannot, see
No. 9 all on me like a Nazi
I get bands, I get bands, that's just certain
We Ain't gang we ain't Workin'nova
Gang is up I don't give a fuck
Talkin'on my niggas
You be talkin'too much see really want me to cuff
Give you, one more chance to start you out out of luck
I got Prada on my feet I got bombers on my feet, yeah,
And you look like a link
Better watch out when I meet, yeah and yeah
I told them sticks if you talk down you won't be here
I don't fuck with this all you see is moving weed, yeah
Smoking on this off pack,
Now it's gone I can never love back
What the fuck and these niggas I'm imposter
They be moving sauce
And I can never worry about a bitch, I'm counting bucks
Yeah say you, don't touch it but you just
I love it all the time
Tell me that I'm fiying through the air
I ain't gonna make it shine
Shawty I know you know It's just that you know me
And guess, that you're on the road
Tell me the pain I shouldn't rock,
Cause you know that I just got the car
Shawty said I now it's 29 now it's all the same
And now it's clear that I got 50 signs,
Hold up, in a front of all that Jack
I count it up one make me feel like bitch
I smoke up on this two years I don't go for nothing
All these perkies got me out my mind
This ain't no surprise
All you bitches gon be wasting my time,
I don't give a fuck about you or your bitch, yeah
You talking time up on the gang yeah we gon change it
You a sneaky bitch I know made you yet
You can't get to my fit, you my honor lay without me
You Ain't ever be shit give me credit
Wanna steal when you be stealing my hits
Take a 30 to your head and i'ma blow your shit,
You ain't getting it yeah
Watching Star Wars smoking blunts
I don't really give a fuck
Go GET flat and buy a bus
P, P, P, P, boom see me on A G
Don't hit me up bitch I'm busy I got words doing,
You ain't even have a pussy,
Feel like, I'm Bobby,
The way I'm chilling feel like crailing way no GOKU
With pink hair like fighting beers
I'm sleeping up all the rubble,
Should've listened when your gut
Said the wealthy was fucking troubled
I got diamonds on my neck talking diamonds in suspect
I'ma fly my private jet give a fuck about your 6
Give a fuck where you at I'ma put this 40 intact,
I want healings with a bag gotta keep it in containment,
You can be pissed off on my style
I just text I write it but I won't reply
Talking to the gang to the bros to the God
You Acting like tell the hoes you ain't selling
You ain't a poet
Put your pen and paper in the trash
I'm not on my brain but i'm still posted in her bag
She was always stabbin' 'til i poured her with a mask
Shot headshot put a hole in your manzone
All cold flames like command to a candle
Like a cigarette we comin' patrol like a scandal
Chrome TV lay it down like a mantle
I smoke a cat it's really nice
Money murder that's my verse
Bitch I don't need your advice
You broke that's a fact
Walk around pockets fat
That's your life I'm taking notes,
Tie your body to the track
Breaking my body nobody can stop me bitch
Know I'm right and round with a glockie
Cray gang bitch you gon'tell me I'm invincible
I feel invincble my side is visible
I know why these niggas talking shit
I wanna act bitch
I hop into the drip see the ways I ever had some fuck
New Years that went flick always knew it wouldn't last
Call me rish cause I'm rich
Tell my motherfucking dick,
They do mad cause I'm rapping better
As any other dick,
Lay down back now we gotta entertain a fat bitch
I had to go ghost all my bros cause the money never
Woke up I shake my ass with rubber bands making big
It's the big advance
I keep that pull like it's the weed mode
My bros fell out I feel like Reno
Give a damn I couldn give a shit
And this bitch so bad at Tap
I swear I'm just bout to leave this shit
Fuck a Jesus piece
I bought my neck until I'm bleeding it
You look at me funny but I'm go Korean
You freeze a bitch drag him to the back
I pack his body in the freezer
Bitch I'm with my knowing
Nigga shot him up a lil work for a minute
So this shit is overdue what you thinking bout me
Oh wait I don't care and to your soul I stare
Oh you said you sad,
Don't give a fuck cause life is never fair
Talking to myself inside the mirror is anyone there
Shut the fuck up bitch won't wanna talk To you
Don't make a scene
I don't even give a fuck at this point
if I come with me
I got my like, uh uh, I hit it from the back go, uh uh
Beat it like a snack go, UH UH
I got bands and they're all blue
She say hey savy why you cute hey savy wanna do me
Hit it raw like sushi
They don't really like me so they wanna sue me
I just wanna sue you
I just bought that Louis Safer with
Louis who had a clue clue
You stupid crack inside my pocket,
I might use it pack got me cuffing mucus
You got a strap you not gon'use it boy that's useless
I'm off that,
Pack pack pack pack
I'm sippin'a a a a
She said she like that that that
You whole gang be losing you like the way we moving
My pockets keep on losing your music got me snoozing
Bring the tools in
Don't know let me prove it
Your boy haven't moving die