I had to work me a bowl
I had to work on my soul
I had to flip me an O
I got some shooters on go
I had to cop me a p
I had to pick up a key
I got your bitch on her knees
She wanna suck me for free
She wanna suck me for free
She wanna ball in the mix
I had to hit me a lick
I run in the trap and go work on my wrist
I had to break me a zone
I got some niggas that's gone
Some niggas that's not coming home
Just leave me alone
I pop me a perc and I'm gone
Run off on the plug like I'm Usain
Hit a nigga quick from the close range
I'm in the trap do my damn thing
I let my nuts hang
All of my niggas they bust things
These niggas they cry for a meal tic
I had to go work my whole wrist
Strap smile back like a goldfish
Pappy he back on his old shit
I got a whole clip
Pappy he dripping like nose drip
I got a stick
I got to hit me a lick
And flip me a brick
I had to go through some shit
Gucci and Louis the fit
Hurricane water my wrist
I had to hurricane water my fit
Started remixing it turned to a brick
I never say never cuz it never stick
Solid to my gang I'm gon plead the fifth
I ran up racks in the trap wit my wrist
These niggas be pussy they don't be on shit
Beefing on apps in my phone wit a bitch
Addicted to Hunnits like lilo and stitch
I'm turnt up I'm booted I'm feeling like Mitch
I feel like a junkie I'm fiending for strips
I smoke on exotic when I need a lift
I had to work me a bowl
I had to work on my soul
I had to flip me an O
I got some shooters on go
I had to cop me a p
I had to pick up a key
I got your bitch on her knees
She wanna suck me for free
She wanna suck me for free
She wanna ball in the mix
I had to hit me a lick
I run in the trap and go work on my wrist
I had to break me a zone
I got some niggas that's gone
Some niggas that's not coming home
Just leave me alone
I pop me a perc and I'm gone
I had to work me a bowl
I had to work on my soul
I had to flip me an O
I got some shooters on go
I had to cop me a p
I had to pick up a key
I got your bitch on her knees
She wanna suck me for free
Big Pappy - Had to (feat. Ike Santana) Lyrics
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I had to work me a bowl
I had to work on my soul
I had to flip me an O
I got some shooters on go
I had to cop me a p
I had to pick up a key
I got your bitch on her knees
She wanna suck me for free
She wanna suck me for free
She wanna ball in the mix
I had to hit me a lick
I run in the trap and go work on my wrist
I had to break me a zone
I got some niggas that's gone
Some niggas that's not coming home
Just leave me alone
I pop me a perc and I'm gone
Run off on the plug like I'm Usain
Hit a nigga quick from the close range
I'm in the trap do my damn thing
I let my nuts hang
All of my niggas they bust things
These niggas they cry for a meal tic
I had to go work my whole wrist
Strap smile back like a goldfish
Pappy he back on his old shit
I got a whole clip
Pappy he dripping like nose drip
I got a stick
I got to hit me a lick
And flip me a brick
I had to go through some shit
Gucci and Louis the fit
Hurricane water my wrist
I had to hurricane water my fit
Started remixing it turned to a brick
I never say never cuz it never stick
Solid to my gang I'm gon plead the fifth
I ran up racks in the trap wit my wrist
These niggas be pussy they don't be on shit
Beefing on apps in my phone wit a bitch
Addicted to Hunnits like lilo and stitch
I'm turnt up I'm booted I'm feeling like Mitch
I feel like a junkie I'm fiending for strips
I smoke on exotic when I need a lift
I had to work me a bowl
I had to work on my soul
I had to flip me an O
I got some shooters on go
I had to cop me a p
I had to pick up a key
I got your bitch on her knees
She wanna suck me for free
She wanna suck me for free
She wanna ball in the mix
I had to hit me a lick
I run in the trap and go work on my wrist
I had to break me a zone
I got some niggas that's gone
Some niggas that's not coming home
Just leave me alone
I pop me a perc and I'm gone
I had to work me a bowl
I had to work on my soul
I had to flip me an O
I got some shooters on go
I had to cop me a p
I had to pick up a key
I got your bitch on her knees
She wanna suck me for free
I had to work on my soul
I had to flip me an O
I got some shooters on go
I had to cop me a p
I had to pick up a key
I got your bitch on her knees
She wanna suck me for free
She wanna suck me for free
She wanna ball in the mix
I had to hit me a lick
I run in the trap and go work on my wrist
I had to break me a zone
I got some niggas that's gone
Some niggas that's not coming home
Just leave me alone
I pop me a perc and I'm gone
Run off on the plug like I'm Usain
Hit a nigga quick from the close range
I'm in the trap do my damn thing
I let my nuts hang
All of my niggas they bust things
These niggas they cry for a meal tic
I had to go work my whole wrist
Strap smile back like a goldfish
Pappy he back on his old shit
I got a whole clip
Pappy he dripping like nose drip
I got a stick
I got to hit me a lick
And flip me a brick
I had to go through some shit
Gucci and Louis the fit
Hurricane water my wrist
I had to hurricane water my fit
Started remixing it turned to a brick
I never say never cuz it never stick
Solid to my gang I'm gon plead the fifth
I ran up racks in the trap wit my wrist
These niggas be pussy they don't be on shit
Beefing on apps in my phone wit a bitch
Addicted to Hunnits like lilo and stitch
I'm turnt up I'm booted I'm feeling like Mitch
I feel like a junkie I'm fiending for strips
I smoke on exotic when I need a lift
I had to work me a bowl
I had to work on my soul
I had to flip me an O
I got some shooters on go
I had to cop me a p
I had to pick up a key
I got your bitch on her knees
She wanna suck me for free
She wanna suck me for free
She wanna ball in the mix
I had to hit me a lick
I run in the trap and go work on my wrist
I had to break me a zone
I got some niggas that's gone
Some niggas that's not coming home
Just leave me alone
I pop me a perc and I'm gone
I had to work me a bowl
I had to work on my soul
I had to flip me an O
I got some shooters on go
I had to cop me a p
I had to pick up a key
I got your bitch on her knees
She wanna suck me for free
Writer: Jonathan Battle, Kolbre Smith
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