You on the money with that
It's cold in here, bankroll uhh, awl yeah
Play with the gang these bullets you dodge five five six give a nigga FaceTime
Say I'm with the smoke ill light up a torch like a fireman, imma wet up the block
Paper route blue like a young nigga nipsy po wock in my cup and I mix it with henny
Imma fye up a wood let the pain fade away cause all of my niggas dead they deceased
Trust f*cked up I ain't got love cause I be surrounded by fake ass love
Ain't gotta f*ck with me just keep it a hunnid cause I see the real and the fake in yo eyes
Having this shit on the flow like I'm stepping got racks in my pocket they call me Serena
High off the wood got me talkin' ta Siri a line in my cup got a young nigga stuck
Imma up on the nigga if I think that he reachin' steppin' on shit like we straight outta hibetts
Say we clappin' these niggas like round of applause and we steppin' on shit like a majorette
If you f*ck with them niggas I'm cuttin' ties when I tap on the trigger them bullets flyin'
They be talkin' that shit but they bitchin' up ig post left a nigga in critical
Say I'm whippin' the cat I got nine lives prey god I won't wreck like my nigga did
Pop a perc and this shit got a nigga itchin' I just threw back a thirty like Stephen curry
Got a young nigga stuck like the walkin' dead got me outta me body when off the med
Say they call me a fein im a drug abuser I be going threw shit call em pain healers
Play with the gang these bullets you dodge five five six give a nigga FaceTime
Say I'm with the smoke ill light up a torch like a fireman, imma wet up the block
Paper route blue like a young nigga nipsy po wock in my cup and I mix it with henny
Imma fye up a wood let the pain fade away cause all of my niggas dead they deceased
Trust f*cked up I ain't got love cause I be surrounded by fake ass love
Ain't gotta f*ck with me just keep it a hunnid cause I see the real and the fake in yo eyes
Having this shit on the flow like I'm stepping got racks in my pocket they call me Serena
High off the wood got me talkin' ta Siri a line in my cup got a young nigga stuck
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English
You on the money with that
It's cold in here, bankroll uhh, awl yeah
Play with the gang these bullets you dodge five five six give a nigga FaceTime
Say I'm with the smoke ill light up a torch like a fireman, imma wet up the block
Paper route blue like a young nigga nipsy po wock in my cup and I mix it with henny
Imma fye up a wood let the pain fade away cause all of my niggas dead they deceased
Trust f*cked up I ain't got love cause I be surrounded by fake ass love
Ain't gotta f*ck with me just keep it a hunnid cause I see the real and the fake in yo eyes
Having this shit on the flow like I'm stepping got racks in my pocket they call me Serena
High off the wood got me talkin' ta Siri a line in my cup got a young nigga stuck
Imma up on the nigga if I think that he reachin' steppin' on shit like we straight outta hibetts
Say we clappin' these niggas like round of applause and we steppin' on shit like a majorette
If you f*ck with them niggas I'm cuttin' ties when I tap on the trigger them bullets flyin'
They be talkin' that shit but they bitchin' up ig post left a nigga in critical
Say I'm whippin' the cat I got nine lives prey god I won't wreck like my nigga did
Pop a perc and this shit got a nigga itchin' I just threw back a thirty like Stephen curry
Got a young nigga stuck like the walkin' dead got me outta me body when off the med
Say they call me a fein im a drug abuser I be going threw shit call em pain healers
Play with the gang these bullets you dodge five five six give a nigga FaceTime
Say I'm with the smoke ill light up a torch like a fireman, imma wet up the block
Paper route blue like a young nigga nipsy po wock in my cup and I mix it with henny
Imma fye up a wood let the pain fade away cause all of my niggas dead they deceased
Trust f*cked up I ain't got love cause I be surrounded by fake ass love
Ain't gotta f*ck with me just keep it a hunnid cause I see the real and the fake in yo eyes
Having this shit on the flow like I'm stepping got racks in my pocket they call me Serena
High off the wood got me talkin' ta Siri a line in my cup got a young nigga stuck
It's cold in here, bankroll uhh, awl yeah
Play with the gang these bullets you dodge five five six give a nigga FaceTime
Say I'm with the smoke ill light up a torch like a fireman, imma wet up the block
Paper route blue like a young nigga nipsy po wock in my cup and I mix it with henny
Imma fye up a wood let the pain fade away cause all of my niggas dead they deceased
Trust f*cked up I ain't got love cause I be surrounded by fake ass love
Ain't gotta f*ck with me just keep it a hunnid cause I see the real and the fake in yo eyes
Having this shit on the flow like I'm stepping got racks in my pocket they call me Serena
High off the wood got me talkin' ta Siri a line in my cup got a young nigga stuck
Imma up on the nigga if I think that he reachin' steppin' on shit like we straight outta hibetts
Say we clappin' these niggas like round of applause and we steppin' on shit like a majorette
If you f*ck with them niggas I'm cuttin' ties when I tap on the trigger them bullets flyin'
They be talkin' that shit but they bitchin' up ig post left a nigga in critical
Say I'm whippin' the cat I got nine lives prey god I won't wreck like my nigga did
Pop a perc and this shit got a nigga itchin' I just threw back a thirty like Stephen curry
Got a young nigga stuck like the walkin' dead got me outta me body when off the med
Say they call me a fein im a drug abuser I be going threw shit call em pain healers
Play with the gang these bullets you dodge five five six give a nigga FaceTime
Say I'm with the smoke ill light up a torch like a fireman, imma wet up the block
Paper route blue like a young nigga nipsy po wock in my cup and I mix it with henny
Imma fye up a wood let the pain fade away cause all of my niggas dead they deceased
Trust f*cked up I ain't got love cause I be surrounded by fake ass love
Ain't gotta f*ck with me just keep it a hunnid cause I see the real and the fake in yo eyes
Having this shit on the flow like I'm stepping got racks in my pocket they call me Serena
High off the wood got me talkin' ta Siri a line in my cup got a young nigga stuck
Writer: Bryan Maddox
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid