Letras
(Pussy nigga pipe down)
(Drug man pull up on me right now, I’m steady gassin)
(I’m smoking heavy right now)
(Nigga we moving up we going ya heard me)
I’m steady gassin yo favorite rapper going broke
He had a foreign but he ain’t got that bitch no more
I’m steady gassin
My momma taught me not to hustle backwards
My daddy ignorant so you know I’m ignorant like my pappy
Mashing sliding through the city with my shooters
Can’t waste no time, ain’t got no time to be mis using
That paper booming, niggas talk what they ain’t doing
Don’t do no fronts don’t ask me shit just keep it moving
I’m so exclusive still be wilding I’m a nuisance
My youngins noosing out the window with them uzis
No need to brag yo hoe a fan she like my music
Don’t size me up cause I might click out and go stupid
Dirty money crew, buss a move
You gone end up on the news
Broski got a chop, I’m trynna smoke sum with this 22
All I do is win cause I don’t muthafuckin like to lose
You snakeout on me and imma have to take your life from you
Twenty in the clip you rarely catch me in some Nike shoes
I just stick and move I’m trynna move on money avenue
Why you smoking loud because I always got an attitude
Money on the floor my hoe a dime and I’m a animal
I’m steady gassin yo favorite rapper going broke
He had a foreign but he ain’t got that bitch no more
I’m steady gassin
My momma taught me not to hustle backwards
My daddy ignorant so you know I’m ignorant like my pappy
Mashing sliding through the city with my shooters
Can’t waste no time, ain’t got no time to be mis using
That paper booming, niggas talk what they ain’t doing
Don’t do no fronts don’t ask me shit just keep it moving
Don’t ask me nun bout the next bitch
Speak on me you better off writing a death wish
Don’t be surprised this Draco came with a necklace
Keep your composure don’t like groupies in my section
Nigga keep playing ima fuck around and bless em
Bitch this a Glock I don’t not do no Smith and Wesson
These cop killers in my clip ain’t no protection
And ain’t no backing down, this bitch shoot thirty rounds
Just popped a addy, bout to turn up in a bitch town
Lil bitch said what about me, tell that hoe to say it now
It ain’t no bitch inside my blood and I’m riding with that stick
Nigga try me ima turn up on a fuck nigga quick
I’m steady gassin yo favorite rapper going broke
She had a foreign but she ain’t got that bitch no more
I’m steady gassin yo favorite rapper going broke
She had a foreign but she ain’t got that bitch no more
Mashing, sliding through the city with my shooters
Can’t waste no time, ain’t got no time to be mis using
That paper booming, bitches talk what they ain’t doing
Don’t do no friends don’t ask me shit just keep it moving
(Bitch)