On momma I missed yo' ass, but I won't spin back like hell nah
And bro tryna' go slide on them opps, they ready catch these shells dawg
Same nigga dissing on my gang, f*cked around and found out
These hoes distractions I couldn't make no music, I was in a drought
But bitch I'm back I'm on some different shit, yeah thats no doubt
I'm blowin' za, the 3.5 to my face this shit so loud
And I know I'm not on right now, by the end of the year be sold out
I put my chains around yo' bitch, now she talkin' bout its cold out
Still gon' run that money up, young nigga tryna be rich
And I advise you hold yo' girl, she keep lookin' ready take yo' bitch
Lil mama stay up on that funny stuff, just tell me what it is
I put my heart up in this music, its the only thing ain't switch
Yeah my bitch know that I'm a reaper, I keep that heat tucked
I know lil mama she a diva, I like her demeanor
I hit that bitch then I'm like see ya, yeah no Carti
But ima' see you later baby, no I can't get enough of yo' body
They used to tell me I was ass, but I kept going now I'm better
Always been f*ck the critics type of nigga, cause I know I can't sweat 'em
I know my pride above my head
But you can't blame me, I been through that weather
And every nigga that done dissed my gang got hit with this beretta
I step for mine, you know this shit ride or die
If you my brother, when we spin you better hop up in that car
Smoke this 3.5 to the face, I'm blowing pressure this shit za
No I won't cuff no hoe or take her on no date
These bitches for the squad
Still gon' run that money up, young nigga tryna be rich
And I advise you hold yo' girl, she keep lookin' ready take yo' bitch
Lil mama stay up on that funny stuff, just tell me what it is
I put my heart up in this music, its the only thing ain't switch
Yeah my bitch know that I'm a reaper, I keep that heat tucked
I know lil mama she a diva, I like her demeanor
I hit that bitch then I'm like see ya, yeah no Carti
But ima' see you later baby, no I can't get enough of yo' body
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On momma I missed yo' ass, but I won't spin back like hell nah
And bro tryna' go slide on them opps, they ready catch these shells dawg
Same nigga dissing on my gang, f*cked around and found out
These hoes distractions I couldn't make no music, I was in a drought
But bitch I'm back I'm on some different shit, yeah thats no doubt
I'm blowin' za, the 3.5 to my face this shit so loud
And I know I'm not on right now, by the end of the year be sold out
I put my chains around yo' bitch, now she talkin' bout its cold out
Still gon' run that money up, young nigga tryna be rich
And I advise you hold yo' girl, she keep lookin' ready take yo' bitch
Lil mama stay up on that funny stuff, just tell me what it is
I put my heart up in this music, its the only thing ain't switch
Yeah my bitch know that I'm a reaper, I keep that heat tucked
I know lil mama she a diva, I like her demeanor
I hit that bitch then I'm like see ya, yeah no Carti
But ima' see you later baby, no I can't get enough of yo' body
They used to tell me I was ass, but I kept going now I'm better
Always been f*ck the critics type of nigga, cause I know I can't sweat 'em
I know my pride above my head
But you can't blame me, I been through that weather
And every nigga that done dissed my gang got hit with this beretta
I step for mine, you know this shit ride or die
If you my brother, when we spin you better hop up in that car
Smoke this 3.5 to the face, I'm blowing pressure this shit za
No I won't cuff no hoe or take her on no date
These bitches for the squad
Still gon' run that money up, young nigga tryna be rich
And I advise you hold yo' girl, she keep lookin' ready take yo' bitch
Lil mama stay up on that funny stuff, just tell me what it is
I put my heart up in this music, its the only thing ain't switch
Yeah my bitch know that I'm a reaper, I keep that heat tucked
I know lil mama she a diva, I like her demeanor
I hit that bitch then I'm like see ya, yeah no Carti
But ima' see you later baby, no I can't get enough of yo' body
And bro tryna' go slide on them opps, they ready catch these shells dawg
Same nigga dissing on my gang, f*cked around and found out
These hoes distractions I couldn't make no music, I was in a drought
But bitch I'm back I'm on some different shit, yeah thats no doubt
I'm blowin' za, the 3.5 to my face this shit so loud
And I know I'm not on right now, by the end of the year be sold out
I put my chains around yo' bitch, now she talkin' bout its cold out
Still gon' run that money up, young nigga tryna be rich
And I advise you hold yo' girl, she keep lookin' ready take yo' bitch
Lil mama stay up on that funny stuff, just tell me what it is
I put my heart up in this music, its the only thing ain't switch
Yeah my bitch know that I'm a reaper, I keep that heat tucked
I know lil mama she a diva, I like her demeanor
I hit that bitch then I'm like see ya, yeah no Carti
But ima' see you later baby, no I can't get enough of yo' body
They used to tell me I was ass, but I kept going now I'm better
Always been f*ck the critics type of nigga, cause I know I can't sweat 'em
I know my pride above my head
But you can't blame me, I been through that weather
And every nigga that done dissed my gang got hit with this beretta
I step for mine, you know this shit ride or die
If you my brother, when we spin you better hop up in that car
Smoke this 3.5 to the face, I'm blowing pressure this shit za
No I won't cuff no hoe or take her on no date
These bitches for the squad
Still gon' run that money up, young nigga tryna be rich
And I advise you hold yo' girl, she keep lookin' ready take yo' bitch
Lil mama stay up on that funny stuff, just tell me what it is
I put my heart up in this music, its the only thing ain't switch
Yeah my bitch know that I'm a reaper, I keep that heat tucked
I know lil mama she a diva, I like her demeanor
I hit that bitch then I'm like see ya, yeah no Carti
But ima' see you later baby, no I can't get enough of yo' body
Writer: jo raxks
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