[Intro]:
Huh
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[Verse 1: PrayforJoeyy]
Yeah they talking ‘bout money make that in my sleep
Had to kick that bitch out I ain’t playing for keeps
Cannonball in that pussy I’m going in deep
I don’t talk to the plug cause he is me
Me my niggas we smoking that gas for free
He a youngin he still on his ABC’s
I be ballin’ on niggas like KCP
Yea my bitch got the titts with the triple BB’s
When I walk in my hood keep a stick in my bag
Every bitch you did post on the gram I done had
Yea these niggas be fuckin with twelve just like Vlad
That’s yo’ bitch she on me oh shit my bad
I just pull up with a stick on me bang bang
Twenty-twenty niggas ain’t got cash God damn
I pull up in a hellcat it spin like torpedo
Yea my bitch she from Sicily call her my guido
Gotta roll with the heat I feel like Tyler Herro
Fuck the judge fuck the police gotta free all my people
I’m on the meds
I mix it with ecstasy
He seeing red
I told him don’t mess with me
Biting my swag but they ain’t got the recipe
I pull up with the gang and the sticks in a SUV
Ima go swim in that bitch hit a backstroke
Most of these niggas so broke got no cash flow
He got no bitches he fiend off his last hoe
I got the gas I ain’t talking ‘bout Sasol
Top of the hotel eating chicken fillet
Can’t gamble my life this ain’t Russian roulette
[Bridge]:
Hahaha Bit90 gang you know what I’m saying
Straight from the Y
Yo Rose talk to ‘em
Let’s go
[Verse 2: Illrose]
Yea they talking ‘bout money but they got no cash
Hit it from the back yea then I pass
Yea I’m spending that shit while he tryna make it last
Yea I hop in the whip got the digital dash
She riding my dick and lil shawty gon’ crash
Gotta stay down I don’t know what I have
I been cooking up doe in the lab
Yea they stealing my swag they calllin’ me dad
I’ve been at the top floor
Yea you know I don’t fuck with the cops woah
Choppa hit your top
I send shots to all my opps
Shawty pull up to the condo
I got a nine like Rondo
I send a nigga to John Dough
I just been serving the packs on the low
I been ballin lil shawty say how you do that
Flippin’ the packs in the trap
Yea none of these niggas want smoke no cap
Choppa make him get back
I’m in Neiman’s I just popped a tag
Just like dexter I trap in the lab
I’ve been trapping with OG gas bag
Yea that nigga had racks in the past
{Bridge]:
Hahaha, yea man y’all nigga lame man
Y’all niggas ain’t got no money
Y’all niggas ain’t got no swag
Y’all niggas ain’t got no hoes
Y’all niggas ain’t got nothing man
Yea man y’all niggas need a starter pack in this bitch man
We’ve been trappin’ trappin’
Smoking on woods
I wish a nigga would
Huh
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[Verse 1: PrayforJoeyy]
Yeah they talking ‘bout money make that in my sleep
Had to kick that bitch out I ain’t playing for keeps
Cannonball in that pussy I’m going in deep
I don’t talk to the plug cause he is me
Me my niggas we smoking that gas for free
He a youngin he still on his ABC’s
I be ballin’ on niggas like KCP
Yea my bitch got the titts with the triple BB’s
When I walk in my hood keep a stick in my bag
Every bitch you did post on the gram I done had
Yea these niggas be fuckin with twelve just like Vlad
That’s yo’ bitch she on me oh shit my bad
I just pull up with a stick on me bang bang
Twenty-twenty niggas ain’t got cash God damn
I pull up in a hellcat it spin like torpedo
Yea my bitch she from Sicily call her my guido
Gotta roll with the heat I feel like Tyler Herro
Fuck the judge fuck the police gotta free all my people
I’m on the meds
I mix it with ecstasy
He seeing red
I told him don’t mess with me
Biting my swag but they ain’t got the recipe
I pull up with the gang and the sticks in a SUV
Ima go swim in that bitch hit a backstroke
Most of these niggas so broke got no cash flow
He got no bitches he fiend off his last hoe
I got the gas I ain’t talking ‘bout Sasol
Top of the hotel eating chicken fillet
Can’t gamble my life this ain’t Russian roulette
[Bridge]:
Hahaha Bit90 gang you know what I’m saying
Straight from the Y
Yo Rose talk to ‘em
Let’s go
[Verse 2: Illrose]
Yea they talking ‘bout money but they got no cash
Hit it from the back yea then I pass
Yea I’m spending that shit while he tryna make it last
Yea I hop in the whip got the digital dash
She riding my dick and lil shawty gon’ crash
Gotta stay down I don’t know what I have
I been cooking up doe in the lab
Yea they stealing my swag they calllin’ me dad
I’ve been at the top floor
Yea you know I don’t fuck with the cops woah
Choppa hit your top
I send shots to all my opps
Shawty pull up to the condo
I got a nine like Rondo
I send a nigga to John Dough
I just been serving the packs on the low
I been ballin lil shawty say how you do that
Flippin’ the packs in the trap
Yea none of these niggas want smoke no cap
Choppa make him get back
I’m in Neiman’s I just popped a tag
Just like dexter I trap in the lab
I’ve been trapping with OG gas bag
Yea that nigga had racks in the past
{Bridge]:
Hahaha, yea man y’all nigga lame man
Y’all niggas ain’t got no money
Y’all niggas ain’t got no swag
Y’all niggas ain’t got no hoes
Y’all niggas ain’t got nothing man
Yea man y’all niggas need a starter pack in this bitch man
We’ve been trappin’ trappin’
Smoking on woods
I wish a nigga would
( PrayforJoeyy )
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