I got pimpin' in my bloodline
At T&T scouting bitches like the combine
Tryna get my money longer than the club line
Ridin' around, no insurance, ducking one time
Days was dark, I made a lil flip, saw the sunshine
I just bought some thousand dollar kicks with a punchline
Gave yo girlfriend the boot, got her tongue tied
Lil' deuce-a-deuce for you tough guys
Hate I gotta boss up and get a bag without you
It's gon' feel like niggas hit the cafe without you
In the mirror to myself, like I'm glad I found you
Smoking on my ex-pack, I got halfs and ounces
Yeah, I'm in the club, posted up
You can't take this shit, when you die, throw it up
Bitch so thick, I wish bro could hold me up
Jeweler did you bold as f*ck
I can't even hold you up
Take a rat and mold her up
Say her pussy get wet when I rev the motor up
Doggy hit me 'bout his bitch, I just throw my shoulders up
I don't know where baby at
I was cappin, saying that
Putting dick all on her ribs, Nigga want his baby back
I need my neck and wrist chilly
Cut a psh off, oh well, free Willy
Snatching off her lace, I can see her Meek Millys
I can see the seats filling
Wouldn't let me slam saw me up, did a 360
I don't know why I can't keep a bitch, but I keep blicky
At the table by myself, you can't eat with me
If the bitch can't play a role, she ain't seen with me
Boss player in my genes, and it's blue and green in 'em
B. Lewie - succession Lyrics
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I got pimpin' in my bloodline
At T&T scouting bitches like the combine
Tryna get my money longer than the club line
Ridin' around, no insurance, ducking one time
Days was dark, I made a lil flip, saw the sunshine
I just bought some thousand dollar kicks with a punchline
Gave yo girlfriend the boot, got her tongue tied
Lil' deuce-a-deuce for you tough guys
Hate I gotta boss up and get a bag without you
It's gon' feel like niggas hit the cafe without you
In the mirror to myself, like I'm glad I found you
Smoking on my ex-pack, I got halfs and ounces
Yeah, I'm in the club, posted up
You can't take this shit, when you die, throw it up
Bitch so thick, I wish bro could hold me up
Jeweler did you bold as f*ck
I can't even hold you up
Take a rat and mold her up
Say her pussy get wet when I rev the motor up
Doggy hit me 'bout his bitch, I just throw my shoulders up
I don't know where baby at
I was cappin, saying that
Putting dick all on her ribs, Nigga want his baby back
I need my neck and wrist chilly
Cut a psh off, oh well, free Willy
Snatching off her lace, I can see her Meek Millys
I can see the seats filling
Wouldn't let me slam saw me up, did a 360
I don't know why I can't keep a bitch, but I keep blicky
At the table by myself, you can't eat with me
If the bitch can't play a role, she ain't seen with me
Boss player in my genes, and it's blue and green in 'em
At T&T scouting bitches like the combine
Tryna get my money longer than the club line
Ridin' around, no insurance, ducking one time
Days was dark, I made a lil flip, saw the sunshine
I just bought some thousand dollar kicks with a punchline
Gave yo girlfriend the boot, got her tongue tied
Lil' deuce-a-deuce for you tough guys
Hate I gotta boss up and get a bag without you
It's gon' feel like niggas hit the cafe without you
In the mirror to myself, like I'm glad I found you
Smoking on my ex-pack, I got halfs and ounces
Yeah, I'm in the club, posted up
You can't take this shit, when you die, throw it up
Bitch so thick, I wish bro could hold me up
Jeweler did you bold as f*ck
I can't even hold you up
Take a rat and mold her up
Say her pussy get wet when I rev the motor up
Doggy hit me 'bout his bitch, I just throw my shoulders up
I don't know where baby at
I was cappin, saying that
Putting dick all on her ribs, Nigga want his baby back
I need my neck and wrist chilly
Cut a psh off, oh well, free Willy
Snatching off her lace, I can see her Meek Millys
I can see the seats filling
Wouldn't let me slam saw me up, did a 360
I don't know why I can't keep a bitch, but I keep blicky
At the table by myself, you can't eat with me
If the bitch can't play a role, she ain't seen with me
Boss player in my genes, and it's blue and green in 'em
Writer: Brandon Lewis
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