Lyrics
The cheffers been moving wavy
That g look like he ain’t got babies
She roll with a hand ting daily bruck her back and I paid her baileys
I act like I ain’t got cases
Cuff babe up in a mad ting maybe
Cuff babe up in a mad ting maybe
Verse 1This girls Dey be rats the way they be after all my cheese
Sbp called me up cause the way I be so greaze
I don’t want no fake love baby so just leave me please
But yea that’s the question young black kid is from the western
What he do Dey have no look
I be killing Dey like shoe
I be poppin with all my crew
With all my crew
Chorus:The cheffers been moving wavy that g look like he ain’t got babies she roll with a hand ting daily bruck her back and I paid her baileys I act like I ain’t got cases cuff babe up in a mad ting maybe cuff babe up in mad ting maybe
Verse2 :the mandem roll like snakes
Don’t fuck with me you’ll be dead Issa must
I put my gees all in trust
Stand right there and defend your block
The things that Dey do for money
Fucks man life and that shit ain’t funny
She see my vision so blurry
Never know if cheffers get worried
We drill in the life we live in hold man down in a shotgun season
I don’t move with the fake ass friends
I just move and believe in skengs
The man say I ain’t got friends
Diss on me and will see whose Ment
T pulled up in a crembulay
I look so close I didn’t see his face
The days that I ain’t got money the gyal dem saying that she don’t want me
The life that I live so funny so I don’t do all my things in Hurry the real ones are always there but fake ass drillas in Santander
Sometimes I like staying ghost to meet my foes on a plat of gold
Don’t nobody flex like we
You can’t compete man you’ll grow so lean you can’t tell by my plate I’m winning the way I live is like mandem’s dreamings
She tell me I ain’t got feelings hahaha that’s the way I’m winning
She tell me I ain’t got feelings hahaha that’s the way I’m winning
Chorus:
The cheffers been moving wavy that g look like he ain’t got babies she roll with a hand ting daily bruck her back and I paid her baileys I act like I ain’t got cases cuff babe up in a madting maybe cuff babe up in a madting maybe
Outro Yea yunno Issa movie (bitch)
The cheffers been moving wavy
That g look like he ain’t got babies
She roll with a hand ting daily bruck her back and I paid her baileys
I act like I ain’t got cases
Cuff babe up in a mad ting maybe
Cuff babe up in a mad ting maybe
Verse 1This girls Dey be rats the way they be after all my cheese
Sbp called me up cause the way I be so greaze
I don’t want no fake love baby so just leave me please
But yea that’s the question young black kid is from the western
What he do Dey have no look
I be killing Dey like shoe
I be poppin with all my crew
With all my crew
Chorus:The cheffers been moving wavy that g look like he ain’t got babies she roll with a hand ting daily bruck her back and I paid her baileys I act like I ain’t got cases cuff babe up in a mad ting maybe cuff babe up in mad ting maybe
Verse2 :the mandem roll like snakes
Don’t fuck with me you’ll be dead Issa must
I put my gees all in trust
Stand right there and defend your block
The things that Dey do for money
Fucks man life and that shit ain’t funny
She see my vision so blurry
Never know if cheffers get worried
We drill in the life we live in hold man down in a shotgun season
I don’t move with the fake ass friends
I just move and believe in skengs
The man say I ain’t got friends
Diss on me and will see whose Ment
T pulled up in a crembulay
I look so close I didn’t see his face
The days that I ain’t got money the gyal dem saying that she don’t want me
The life that I live so funny so I don’t do all my things in Hurry the real ones are always there but fake ass drillas in Santander
Sometimes I like staying ghost to meet my foes on a plat of gold
Don’t nobody flex like we
You can’t compete man you’ll grow so lean you can’t tell by my plate I’m winning the way I live is like mandem’s dreamings
She tell me I ain’t got feelings hahaha that’s the way I’m winning
She tell me I ain’t got feelings hahaha that’s the way I’m winning
Chorus:
The cheffers been moving wavy that g look like he ain’t got babies she roll with a hand ting daily bruck her back and I paid her baileys I act like I ain’t got cases cuff babe up in a madting maybe cuff babe up in a madting maybe
Outro Yea yunno Issa movie (bitch)
( SBP, Lrae )
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