Текст песни
I've been gettin' money
Fucc a diss ill pull up and pop a nigga
My lil nigga14 he'll
Pull up and drop a nigga
Pressured him up for his piece
He thought I was rockin with him
He ready to kill this bitch
And she the topped nigga
Laughing at niggas fuck you mean
You ain't got no pape
Bad bitch with foreign car
I might crash on tape
She eatin' dick
You the nigga
That take her on dates
Now this is a bitch
Can't even pop niggas up
You love your life
My advice give it up
Rapper nigga but I still keep Drake on me
Of course she gone lemme fuck
Cause it's pape on me
Alright
No pills burry but she swear imma doe man (doe boy)
Why yo nigga pressured up
I don't know him
Niggas only crash out on a net
But don't tote FN
Good cooks got my chest feeling caved in
Can't wife a hoe she on her
Knees at the days in
I'm a sacc chaser
Yo last nigga ah stay in
In the field rollin
With my members
Gon' break bands
How you gon' coach me on that bag
Ain't seen rn
Rollxn with myself nigga don't need friends
And I don't wanna smoke your wood it needs blends
I ain't never met her but I'm locced in her top ten
You think we equal with this shit
Go and drop then
Can't fucc with squares
Too long I was boxed in
I don't even really like the fight
I'll pop him my dog tryna power up he just popped 10
And tell me he gon' roc xan for his last dance Onna the road 30 days that's
My best plan
And the chop onna right like my best man's
I had to get it on my own I was left in
Left for dead (on hkood)