Lyrics
48 hurt, 48 hurt
My aura, my bad aura
I've been switching up my aura, (uh, uh)
Been switching up my aura (aura)
So all of the vibes are bored (bored)
I'm a all-time scorer (scorer)
Real champion like Robert Orrin (Orrin)
You cry to sit off the drink, now I'm pouring (I'm pouring)
In the VA, engine on foreign (foreign)
Movin' all around the map, I'm torn (I'm torn)
I can't vibe with that bitch when she born (she born)
Everybody around me wanna court (court)
Still blowin' all this paper in the stores (stores)
I been steppin' on money wars (wars)
'Cause these niggas ain't havin' no fun (ain't no)
Hit the streets, mask up like a nun (like a nun)
Go to work, then I throw away the gun (the gun)
I been puttin' on that paper for months (for months)
I was trappin' the bags at lunch (at lunch)
He talkin' cap like cap the crunch (like cap)
Nigga won't smoke, let him match (let him match)
He ain't spendin' no checks, so we taxin' him (so we taxin' him)
Marne is steppin', I walk like a pill (like a pill)
It's a hundred the better if I'm willin' to tilt (willin' tilt)
Got a three-round burst, might sink your ship (sink your ship)
It's a 20 or more if I'm makin' that trip (makin' that trip)
Real cold words, so I'm keepin' the quip (keepin' the quip)
28 hunnid, that cup I spilled (I spilled)
These niggas be lost, tryna hide, they ain't give me
They ain't spend out the flip, that's a modded whip (modded whip)
Talkin' that shit with my bottom lip (bottom lip)
I act like a blimp, can't bother me
You know GMC, my family truth (my family truth)
Thousand run ways, I can guarantee
I can run up a ten-mile, three in the evening (evening)
Living life they ain't no more dream (no more dream)
Clean up the floors with the money I'm sweet (money I'm sweet)
She wanna fuck but she got in her jean (got in her jean)
See her in the field by these niggas in bleach
I was staring at the bossom, they ain't in the lead (in the lead)