Letras
Everyday I'm making money
On this grind everyday
Hundred round this bitch Like Okay
I'm Touching Pape
We ain't never going broke
Bitch that shit getting Old
Nigga Steady talking shit
Yea I guess he getting bold
Treat these niggas Like some slaves
Swear to God they getting sold
Niggas always on the gram
Talking shit'll get him gon
Buddy ass Steady talking
Copy and Paste he my clone
Yea niggas is fucking copy and paste
Niggas is my fucking clones
When I see your bitch she's always
Got me gone I'm kinda on
I pop around this nigga block
I told his ass to turn around
He turned around we dump the whole clip
We let A Hundred rounds
When the opps drop the low
Bitch we pulling less then 5ive
Call me ghost for a reason Bitch I'm never
Being Seen
When I'm off of that lil perk I'm in the Sky
Like a Plane
I told those niggas stop that shit
They thought my ass was fucking playing
And When I'm Rapping all these niggas
Asking me what I'm saying
Bitch I'm speaking English you just dumb nigga
Like yus fucking stupid...Bitch
Yea I'm in the trackhawk with my lil bodies ye
You know we rapping
Niggas talking heavy like they got some bars you know
They capping
That nigga soft he like Micheal B Jordan bitch You know
He acting
He Grew some balls he tried to talk about my bitch
I had to smack him
We treat him like some fucking paper
Yea you know his ass gon fold
Them niggas had me in the room
I swear to God I never told
Lil bitch I pull up with the glocky nigga
Know I run his pocket
I'm in this bitch with a rocket niggas know I'm finna
Blow
I fucked his bitch now this lil nigga mad
About a hoe