Letras
Shit I know how to play it
You don't understand until shit hit the fan
When it come to anything you gotta have a plan
This real life, quarter pound of ice off advances
Got a real bitch, scoop the work, she a dancer
Weighing up a bo, on the table excuse my manners
Money getting vibe on it, shit I'm a fan of it
Muddied up, sun kissed, having ass nigga
Let me hear that ticket, I'ma grab it in a minute
I'm on tip for a hundred ball, so I'm through the city
Shop out of town cause that first batch made a killing
Got a nigga middle man and zips, I get paid so I'm fucking with it
It's grind time, all time
This a new mix, new nigga, time flying
Bad bitch, stash the P's and go to poundtown
I'm a real suttle nigga, I don't move loud
These niggas trapped while I'm trying to find a new route
I'm real tapped in, I get a feeling n I ain't coming out
I been stacking chips, casino, I been in and out
Got a pretty bitch, she real slim but she gon' hold it down
I don't do much, real nigga, they gon' love my style
Road running all day, I'm finna scoop a pile
Depending how these niggas play it, shit I got some rounds
And I move at any time, I just need anounts nigga
Shit I know how to play it
You don't understand until shit hit the fan
When it come to anything you gotta have a plan
This real life, quarter pound of ice off advances
Got a real bitch, scoop the work, she a dancer
Weighing up a bo, on the table excuse my manners
Money getting vibe on it, shit I'm a fan of it
Muddied up, sun kissed, having ass nigga