Letras
I just can't get myself together...
Ay, I ain't come here to play
Yeah, niggas get ran over if they gon' get in the way
Little bitch, see how I'm coming
So it ain't nothing really to make up my bay
Ay, I got the spot jumping
At the same time, you know I'm making something shake
Ay, all gas, no brakes
Ay, all gas, no brakes
Ay, I ain't come here to play
Yeah, niggas get ran over if they gon' get in the way
Little bitch, see how I'm coming
So it ain't nothing really to make up my bay
Ay, I got the spot jumping
At the same time, you know I'm making something shake
Ay, all gas, no brakes
Ay, all gas, no brakes
Been hitting the road, taking the risks
And pray every day a young nigga just trapping
And rapping, collecting the address
Sending what's wrapped up in plastic
Ay, you the one static
Um, woke up back to my lease
I'm making shit happen
I play the point like Magic
Just threw an alley to my best friend
400 bands, look what we did
The way that we live, the knowledge we give
Bitch, we knew we'd be rich before I could conceive
Couldn't hide the smell
I got caught and still had a Glock in my whip with a bang on the trigger
I took off like Ja, got away from 12
Ay, I don't just hear to get paid
Show you how to run up them racks and stay out the way
Been thumbing through hundreds, you see how I'm coming
I don't really have much to say
Been thinking all day, might pull up in the A
Take a bad bitch on a date
Uh, back of the spot, I'm plunging deep in that pussy
You know I don't play
You know I don't play, if you play you late
Get racks every day, okay, 'kay
Pull up in something you hear that I'm coming from a few blocks away
Had a bitch from the Bay, she spraying her mouth
You would think I was Colgate
Um, spinning the block, I'm dumping