Letras
Yeah yeah hit it from the back put that ass in air air
Used to get that pack and hide it in my granny stairwell
She respect my hustle cause she grew up on welfare
Told me if I get caught I better never tell tell
I am yo pusha man, God blessed me, in love with my tecky
Don’t call me by my government, bitch you aint special
I feel bad for all the bitches that done left me
Came out with a plan, lunch crew niggas like what the fuck
I aint fuckin with it, I had to double up
One deep put my plan in motion, now I’m coming up
Pull my dick out to kiss and bitches pucker up
Selling dope out my granny house but she forgave me
Fuck you expect bitch I’m a 90s baby
Eating wendy’s reminiscing how I had cases pending
Rihanna want a million for that pussy, I’ma spend it
Don’t got a million dawg I’m straight up cappin
Either we boxing or we shooting cause it’s straight up action
Get a job or distribute, wrap that shit in plastic
My mama and daddy was just fuckin, I’ma straight up bastard
Yeah yeah hit it from the back put that ass in air air
Used to get that pack and hide it in my granny stairwell
She respect my hustle cause she grew up on welfare
Told me if I get caught I better never tell tell
I am yo pusha man, God blessed me, in love with my tecky
Don’t call me by my government, bitch you aint special
I feel bad for all the bitches that done left me
My daddy smoked crack all his life and he still cluckin
Be at the store beggin for money but I still love em
Bitch got indicted for that swipe and she still punching
I don’t give a fuck if she got herpes, bitch I’m still fuckin
I’m a trip, I’m always taking a risk
I call my bitch ella mai, she always trippin and shit
Sell a nigga a 35, I’ma take me a zip
I got a white bitch who top me after taking a shit
Born with hustle I was brought up in the slums
You can hustle anything, selling bubble to some gum
Sold my old uncle packs, bitch I’m gettin it how it come
You gon die a memory you go outside without that gun
My nigga grew 1000 pounds, I call em hydropilot
Bad bitch her pussy open like a movie drive inn
I don’t sell drugs no more, I just write about it
These niggas stealing sauce, bitch I’m big thousand island
Zeke and Nae Nae made me but Bobo fuckin raised me
And I stopped selling dope, my mama still don’t appreciate me
I DM’d biggs burke like nigga put the bank on me
Shooting celo I’m the muthafuckin bank homie
Thought I was a charlotte nigga I’m goin blank on em
And I don’t want the pussy if it don’t got a twang on it