310babii - Awful Lot Lyrics

Imma make it off rapping or make it all trappin'
Two bows let's make it happen, I flip em' with compassion
He called me about his bitch
She getting f*cked I started laughing
Instead of taking that risk with me he rather watch and see what happen

I'm either on the bird, or I'm on the seven
Give a f*ck about a gun pillow talking the worst weapon
It's a pandemic on broke niggas that's one virus I'm not catching
He going day to day without pape that nigga always beggin'
Bitch stop saying you f*cked with me
You ain't never been to summers

That bitch stock dropped a lot, heard she f*cking with a runner
Off the juice I get to leaning, hoes be feigning for attention
The ones that ain't believe was the niggas without the vision
I know that imma make it that's something you shouldn't question
We the winning team bitch we scoring on each possession
Young rich niggas in the city we some legends
I'm not the same nigga I'm growing up I'm learning lessons

It was time to make some pape so I got up off my ass
I sell the best strands top shelf gelato in this bag
We ain't looking at no tags f*ck a price check
He talking bout it's money on the floor ain't made a dollar yet
You would've thought the bitch was single the way she throwing neck
Told the label don't send no jewelry I just wanna check
Told that nigga his bitch long gone he can't get her back
Shit imma f*ck then send her back

Yea, got the bows up in the backpack
Twenty-nineteen shit I was hooping I ain't wanna rap
Twenty-twenty I was growing up shit I still ain't trap
Twenty-twenty-one to twenty-two shit I was put up
Twenty-twenty-three I'm pushing P's wish me some good luck

She said she love rappers now that's a good girl turned slut
Two shots of casa going up
We having pape they come with us
I'm facing Runtz rubbing her butt
Ain't want the bitch shit it was lust
Freaky bitch she like it rough

Imma make it off rapping or make it all trapping
Two bows let's make it happen, I flip em' with compassion
He called me about his bitch she getting f*cked I started laughing
Instead of taking that risk with me he rather watch and see what happen

I'm either on the bird, or I'm on the seven
Give a f*ck about a gun pillow talking the worst weapon
It's a pandemic on broke niggas that's one virus I'm not catching
He going day to day without pape that nigga always begging

Yo bitch asked if I wanna f*ck I told her yop
Exotics bows my trap boom, get it while it's hot
F*ck a player deal getting the packs off thirty a pop
Desto Dubb with the bows niggas having awful lot

Imma make it off rapping or make it all trapping
Two bows let's make it happen, I flip em' with compassion
He called me about his bitch she getting f*cked I started laughing
Instead of taking that risk with me he rather watch and see what happen
(Watch and see what happen)