I be doing me
Baby yea you know
I be going with the flow
They was tryna make it to the league
Im just tryna make it to the goal
I heard a nigga said he got beef
But he don't really want the smoke
I heard her lie and said she not a freak
But she going put it in her throat
She really down do alot for me
But she don't really do the most
Smoking on the finest candy
Baby I dont put it in my nose
I wanna see you bust it open
Bend it over baby touch your toes
I be snapping like a picture
Make u kind of wanna strike a pose
I break them pounds down like division
If it's a way to it imma get it
I got these bitches stuck up In a friendzy
And she want me sign my name
Up on her titty
I lay my mack down like Im bishop
These bitches
Come back to me like a Frisbee
I got the hardest flow up in the city
And I keep that gas on me that's no kizzy
If you think twice about it
Than u silly
Kuz I just be burning gas like a hippie
I like them bad bitches
I be picky
A thousand eight grams
I'm feeling like a bricky
Free my lil mans
He ain't coming home
Can't say no names
They caught him with the fitty
You bust it open
It's going make you dizzy
Just weigh that bitch up
And put it on the digi
3stripeshawty - No Kizzy Lyrics
3stripeshawty - No Kizzy Lyrics
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I be doing me
Baby yea you know
I be going with the flow
They was tryna make it to the league
Im just tryna make it to the goal
I heard a nigga said he got beef
But he don't really want the smoke
I heard her lie and said she not a freak
But she going put it in her throat
She really down do alot for me
But she don't really do the most
Smoking on the finest candy
Baby I dont put it in my nose
I wanna see you bust it open
Bend it over baby touch your toes
I be snapping like a picture
Make u kind of wanna strike a pose
I break them pounds down like division
If it's a way to it imma get it
I got these bitches stuck up In a friendzy
And she want me sign my name
Up on her titty
I lay my mack down like Im bishop
These bitches
Come back to me like a Frisbee
I got the hardest flow up in the city
And I keep that gas on me that's no kizzy
If you think twice about it
Than u silly
Kuz I just be burning gas like a hippie
I like them bad bitches
I be picky
A thousand eight grams
I'm feeling like a bricky
Free my lil mans
He ain't coming home
Can't say no names
They caught him with the fitty
You bust it open
It's going make you dizzy
Just weigh that bitch up
And put it on the digi
Baby yea you know
I be going with the flow
They was tryna make it to the league
Im just tryna make it to the goal
I heard a nigga said he got beef
But he don't really want the smoke
I heard her lie and said she not a freak
But she going put it in her throat
She really down do alot for me
But she don't really do the most
Smoking on the finest candy
Baby I dont put it in my nose
I wanna see you bust it open
Bend it over baby touch your toes
I be snapping like a picture
Make u kind of wanna strike a pose
I break them pounds down like division
If it's a way to it imma get it
I got these bitches stuck up In a friendzy
And she want me sign my name
Up on her titty
I lay my mack down like Im bishop
These bitches
Come back to me like a Frisbee
I got the hardest flow up in the city
And I keep that gas on me that's no kizzy
If you think twice about it
Than u silly
Kuz I just be burning gas like a hippie
I like them bad bitches
I be picky
A thousand eight grams
I'm feeling like a bricky
Free my lil mans
He ain't coming home
Can't say no names
They caught him with the fitty
You bust it open
It's going make you dizzy
Just weigh that bitch up
And put it on the digi
Writer: Bryan Dorsey
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