(Verse)
Everything cool til a nigga get the glicking
You was outside the club and they ain’t even let you get in
I’ll send bitches in there that’ll have you bidding
Every street nigga first pistol was a fucking lemon
Everytime you say no cap your ass be kidding
You tried to join Gambino gang but ain’t get in
R&B sensation ass nigga Michael Bivens
A thousand for the feature bitch I do this for a living
(Chorus)
These rap niggas food
When pop died they stopped repping woo
Ima do em how 50 did Jarule
Man these rap niggas food
I put em on a move he ain’t move
Man why the fuck you couldn’t keep it true
These rap niggas food
Man These rap niggas food
These rap niggas food
(Verse)
I ain’t heard about it I ain’t never hear about it
Talking bout what you would’ve done if you was there I doubt it
Glock got the glizzy on it I just spent 450 on it
He won’t go outside unless his ass got the bippy on em
I was smoking on the way to my PO I’m a hippy arent I
In the trap just counting that dough flipping a brick with my eyes closed
They loving the way that I spit with the high flow
In the Baltimore trenches get hit with a no scope
And I’ll rob a bank if I motherfucking go broke
Might film the whole thing on a motherfucking go pro
(Chorus)
These rap niggas food
When pop died they stopped repping woo
Ima do em how 50 did Jarule
Man these rap niggas food
I put em on a move he ain’t move
Man why the fuck you couldn’t keep it true
These rap niggas food
Man These rap niggas food
These rap niggas food
Everything cool til a nigga get the glicking
You was outside the club and they ain’t even let you get in
I’ll send bitches in there that’ll have you bidding
Every street nigga first pistol was a fucking lemon
Everytime you say no cap your ass be kidding
You tried to join Gambino gang but ain’t get in
R&B sensation ass nigga Michael Bivens
A thousand for the feature bitch I do this for a living
(Chorus)
These rap niggas food
When pop died they stopped repping woo
Ima do em how 50 did Jarule
Man these rap niggas food
I put em on a move he ain’t move
Man why the fuck you couldn’t keep it true
These rap niggas food
Man These rap niggas food
These rap niggas food
(Verse)
I ain’t heard about it I ain’t never hear about it
Talking bout what you would’ve done if you was there I doubt it
Glock got the glizzy on it I just spent 450 on it
He won’t go outside unless his ass got the bippy on em
I was smoking on the way to my PO I’m a hippy arent I
In the trap just counting that dough flipping a brick with my eyes closed
They loving the way that I spit with the high flow
In the Baltimore trenches get hit with a no scope
And I’ll rob a bank if I motherfucking go broke
Might film the whole thing on a motherfucking go pro
(Chorus)
These rap niggas food
When pop died they stopped repping woo
Ima do em how 50 did Jarule
Man these rap niggas food
I put em on a move he ain’t move
Man why the fuck you couldn’t keep it true
These rap niggas food
Man These rap niggas food
These rap niggas food
( Bink Baghdad )
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