How many bar i miss zero
How many bar i miss zero
How many bar i miss zero
That bitch she keep playing legos chill
Calm down and sit on my bezzle chill
Rollies off the grid yeah had them i'm him
Bought her birkin and kelly and told her hold on chill
Hold on chill better take a seat
Bitch follow a mill better take a seat
Let me borrow your girl she is bad as shit
I got yo girl down bad on me
Bounce on me bitch bounce on me
Yeah bounce on me
Suck on me then
F*ck on me
Ride with me
Smoke with me then
Drive with me then
On your knees
Drop some infants on the weekend
Take the telly and send the addy
Let's go pop a perc or candy
I'm on the track in the trackhawk it's getting tragic
How my track gon bluff i'm already doing some magic
In my whip be switching lanes
Where's your mans
Cuz you know i got the
Gotta hundred rounds in my glock
Hundred rounds
As soon as i reach my motherf*cking glock he turned around
How you sell your kitty for less than a hundred pounds
I am the plug am never paying for some rhymes
Smoked a whole pound and i ain't even gave a puff
I ain't even gave a puff for bruh or puff for cuh
Time to go to kansas and hit the f*cking bubble tub
Bubble tub bitch double cup
Bubble tub she a caller
She get dollar
With my career
Parallel
How i gotta deal
Go and sign a deal
I don't want no deal
I don't want no record deal
I had to fight big
I just wanna feel real
That bitch she keep playing legos chill
Calm down and sit on my bezzle chill
Rolie off the grid yeah had them i'm him
Bought her birkin and kelly and told her hold on chill
Hold on
Chill better take a seat
Put that cap on jit better take a seat
You get slapped on for real
You're tired of being real
Got my nerve on still come and learn from me
Running this shit from door to door vodoo
Flowing like carti too
Seen you lying lying woo
You a damn fool
You be making little moves
Sipping wock while i got diamond tooth
Cashing out on a buck thirty two
Hit him up with a glock thirty two
Listen my son ha ha ha
Hundred rounds
Pull up with my fit we get around town
F*cking in on your bitch make surround sounds
F*cking on your bitch make her moan moan
Emmm emmmm
Swerving in a coupe going vroom vroom
Dark tinted windows speaking vroom vroom
Hopped inside a bentley and made it skrt skrt skrt
She twerking on the beat yeah twerk twerk
Dancing on my shit yeah make your ass work work
F*ck her then dip it's gon make her pussy lurk lurk
Hopping out this shit and i'm sipping sipping syrup syrup syrup
Take your telly and send the addy
Let's pop a perc or candy
I'm on the track in trackhawk it's getting tragic
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How many bar i miss zero
How many bar i miss zero
How many bar i miss zero
That bitch she keep playing legos chill
Calm down and sit on my bezzle chill
Rollies off the grid yeah had them i'm him
Bought her birkin and kelly and told her hold on chill
Hold on chill better take a seat
Bitch follow a mill better take a seat
Let me borrow your girl she is bad as shit
I got yo girl down bad on me
Bounce on me bitch bounce on me
Yeah bounce on me
Suck on me then
F*ck on me
Ride with me
Smoke with me then
Drive with me then
On your knees
Drop some infants on the weekend
Take the telly and send the addy
Let's go pop a perc or candy
I'm on the track in the trackhawk it's getting tragic
How my track gon bluff i'm already doing some magic
In my whip be switching lanes
Where's your mans
Cuz you know i got the
Gotta hundred rounds in my glock
Hundred rounds
As soon as i reach my motherf*cking glock he turned around
How you sell your kitty for less than a hundred pounds
I am the plug am never paying for some rhymes
Smoked a whole pound and i ain't even gave a puff
I ain't even gave a puff for bruh or puff for cuh
Time to go to kansas and hit the f*cking bubble tub
Bubble tub bitch double cup
Bubble tub she a caller
She get dollar
With my career
Parallel
How i gotta deal
Go and sign a deal
I don't want no deal
I don't want no record deal
I had to fight big
I just wanna feel real
That bitch she keep playing legos chill
Calm down and sit on my bezzle chill
Rolie off the grid yeah had them i'm him
Bought her birkin and kelly and told her hold on chill
Hold on
Chill better take a seat
Put that cap on jit better take a seat
You get slapped on for real
You're tired of being real
Got my nerve on still come and learn from me
Running this shit from door to door vodoo
Flowing like carti too
Seen you lying lying woo
You a damn fool
You be making little moves
Sipping wock while i got diamond tooth
Cashing out on a buck thirty two
Hit him up with a glock thirty two
Listen my son ha ha ha
Hundred rounds
Pull up with my fit we get around town
F*cking in on your bitch make surround sounds
F*cking on your bitch make her moan moan
Emmm emmmm
Swerving in a coupe going vroom vroom
Dark tinted windows speaking vroom vroom
Hopped inside a bentley and made it skrt skrt skrt
She twerking on the beat yeah twerk twerk
Dancing on my shit yeah make your ass work work
F*ck her then dip it's gon make her pussy lurk lurk
Hopping out this shit and i'm sipping sipping syrup syrup syrup
Take your telly and send the addy
Let's pop a perc or candy
I'm on the track in trackhawk it's getting tragic
How many bar i miss zero
How many bar i miss zero
That bitch she keep playing legos chill
Calm down and sit on my bezzle chill
Rollies off the grid yeah had them i'm him
Bought her birkin and kelly and told her hold on chill
Hold on chill better take a seat
Bitch follow a mill better take a seat
Let me borrow your girl she is bad as shit
I got yo girl down bad on me
Bounce on me bitch bounce on me
Yeah bounce on me
Suck on me then
F*ck on me
Ride with me
Smoke with me then
Drive with me then
On your knees
Drop some infants on the weekend
Take the telly and send the addy
Let's go pop a perc or candy
I'm on the track in the trackhawk it's getting tragic
How my track gon bluff i'm already doing some magic
In my whip be switching lanes
Where's your mans
Cuz you know i got the
Gotta hundred rounds in my glock
Hundred rounds
As soon as i reach my motherf*cking glock he turned around
How you sell your kitty for less than a hundred pounds
I am the plug am never paying for some rhymes
Smoked a whole pound and i ain't even gave a puff
I ain't even gave a puff for bruh or puff for cuh
Time to go to kansas and hit the f*cking bubble tub
Bubble tub bitch double cup
Bubble tub she a caller
She get dollar
With my career
Parallel
How i gotta deal
Go and sign a deal
I don't want no deal
I don't want no record deal
I had to fight big
I just wanna feel real
That bitch she keep playing legos chill
Calm down and sit on my bezzle chill
Rolie off the grid yeah had them i'm him
Bought her birkin and kelly and told her hold on chill
Hold on
Chill better take a seat
Put that cap on jit better take a seat
You get slapped on for real
You're tired of being real
Got my nerve on still come and learn from me
Running this shit from door to door vodoo
Flowing like carti too
Seen you lying lying woo
You a damn fool
You be making little moves
Sipping wock while i got diamond tooth
Cashing out on a buck thirty two
Hit him up with a glock thirty two
Listen my son ha ha ha
Hundred rounds
Pull up with my fit we get around town
F*cking in on your bitch make surround sounds
F*cking on your bitch make her moan moan
Emmm emmmm
Swerving in a coupe going vroom vroom
Dark tinted windows speaking vroom vroom
Hopped inside a bentley and made it skrt skrt skrt
She twerking on the beat yeah twerk twerk
Dancing on my shit yeah make your ass work work
F*ck her then dip it's gon make her pussy lurk lurk
Hopping out this shit and i'm sipping sipping syrup syrup syrup
Take your telly and send the addy
Let's pop a perc or candy
I'm on the track in trackhawk it's getting tragic
Writer: Haydar Moubarak, Abbas Ismail
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