Lyrics
Yeah, turn the head phones up for me
(Yeah yeah)
Uh yeah
Uh
Cutting bitches off, switch blade how I clip her
Left her on seen my excuse I got busy
(No Cap)
AMG nigga or a M Competition
Bitch ain't nothing but a burden with some baggage with her
Cartel ties show my face get 1000
I got Young niggas sewed up public housing
I flood the trap house they be gone in an hour
Them jobs getting done, baby ghost with the power
Make money off flower I ain't never touched powder
I'm a rap nigga and I trap hard twin tower
My bitch all that, nickelodeon, she slimed in, I could triple up yo lil profit with a weak bin
Quick 10 off the middle I ain't touch a thing
Tell it like it is why you selling dreams to her
Racks poking out Balenci' keep hoes choosing
He a dog, but he bitch damn near neutered
Too geeked drop both thumbs with the Reece voice
Work hard with no reward, still the peoples choice
I did more, talked less and made more paper
I'm in Kap track suits in the back with a private banker
Paris in the winter, nigga fake thuggin boy you got a cold gimmick
(Cold, yeah)
My shooter step in the name of love I don't pay a penny to him
Treat his daughter like she's one of mine, know the rules
He ain't feed the wolves dumb nigga turned food
Bootin niggas savage up teach Finesse School
All I fear is God, but I hate a bitch nosy
I don't take none of these niggas serious I be trolling
Cutting bitches off, switch blade how I clip her
Left her on seen my excuse I got busy
(No Cap)
AMG nigga or a M Competition
Bitch ain't nothing but a burden with some baggage with her
Cartel ties show my face get 1000
I got Young niggas sewed up public housing
I flood the trap house they be gone in an hour
Them jobs getting done, baby ghost with the power
Baby ghost with this shit nigga, them jobs gettin done quick, swear to god, send some shit