Текст песни
I like that one Huncho on the beat bitch
Turn me up
I like that on God
(Go)
Let me talk my shit
Ots J Huncho in this bitch
Gone let me talk my ight
My town full of hate But that ain't never stop a nigga
Say she wanna be next to me told her photoshop a picture
Never getting stagnant always working we just moving
I done seen more green than a 47 reunion
Look when they think you on to something
Bitches throw that punan
I made twenty one in LAX like I'm Chris Duhon
Seen more green that croutons
Use to stash it under futons
They caught him in rush hour traffic
Nigga died Soo young
Why the fuck would I ever go to war about a eater
Tulsa rappers bitches wanna fuck
But I kinda need the feature
So I passed on that
These niggas already hate a G
You'll find out what happened to the last security guards
For a nigga play with me
He say its smoke we push up
Like the glasses on Steve Urkel
Jamie got more Flo
Than a progressive commercial
Red light stop sign these niggas ain't on go
Prices like a limbo winner
When its a drought this shit get low
S.A.B.R.E.E.
Bitch you know how I get down
I might not make it out my city
Cus niggas dick ride in my town
Nigga tried to slide on me
But bitch you left here in a gown
Not glad but bagging niggas
Turn yo smile into a frown
Bitch I talk shit cus I'm with it
Free smoke you can get it
Set the bait you bit it
Aim it at ya fitted
Know some niggas with degrees but I got cash tho
Took different routes but getting to it we in our bag hoe
Imma grind until God run out my clock
Text to much so you got blocked
Pull if I get the drop
Like Diddy said bitch we won't stop
Keep a Glock cus niggas plot