Letras
All this liquor in my liver got me feeling f*cked up
Im still stuck up in the trap still tryna push drugs
I got money on my and my mind on my money
If your f*cking wid my money come and see me wid my g*n
All these b*tches want my buddy i aint even tryna f*ck
My bermudian one blows trees and my wood
I jus beat it up get a smoothie and I cut
But today I might chill cos she said gna cook
And my white ting slim
She want me deep up in her guts
She can't hack it so she throat it now she gobbling me up
I be flying thru da g like green goblin sweeping up
Hitting shots getting gwop I been tryna out dis grub
Didnt have no money so I had to start trying
Life's up n down took a loss i really couldn't buy it
Had to get the grub on conny flip it up n then fly it
Didnt have no demand still I had to supply it
Didnt have no smoke when the beef got frying
Didnt have no one but skully we survived it
N*ggas doing it for manny drill u really can't hide it
And u think that you can chat to me about gliding
Nah it don't make sense though
My Bermudian one got the best throat
I can't lie I'm tryna crack some of her friends though
Big dawg they can't put me in no friend zone
I hope she don't mind im tryna press those
In, dats where imma send hoes
You should see the
Way she make it shake like a red nose
Still doing peddle bike trips need a Benz tho
Maybach i need one
Double R need one
Gini a need one
All eyes on me so why would I pree dons?
Rat I never been one
Definition of a real n*gga jb don
Definition of a real n*gga point at me don
Fed boomed
Da gaff come for waps it was peak don
Heart beat dropped on a minimal beats one
No I ain't a rookie I can't keep it were sleep don
They musta thought that im knew to this
Well I guess you lost ya mind n gone ludicrous
They said they got messages about us booting sticks