It's too bad when they use you, too close I'll shoot you
My goons they'll lose you, pull up on the scene with the Glock they'll loot you
Ballin on these hoes twenty-four, twenty-three
Yeah my bitch will take your soul, bitch you know what I mean
Got a crib for the team, got some hoes for the team
Yeah you know what I mean, we gon' spray everything oh God
Pull up with sticks in your yard, pull up you know we go far
We got them things in the jar, servin' that weight, yeah we servin' that hard
Goddamn I'm a minute man, hit it one time, I'mma go again
Yeah I want the Turks, I won't sin again
Yeah you know imma spin again, spin again, had to f*ck around and spend a band
Bitch so bad, where you get her man?
I be skrtin' on your lot in that minivan, pull up on you I'mma get it man, get it man
Hoes call me money man, I been gettin' all the money man
You a clown and it's funny man, bet these 223's have yo' ass runnin' man, runnin' man Oh! Hit the runnin' man, Oh! Oh! Oh!
Bet I'll never come again, say she wanna come again, big bad I'mma run it in, run it in
It's too bad when they use you, too close I'll shoot you
My goons they'll lose you, pull up on the scene with the Glock they'll loot you
Ballin on these hoes twenty-four, twenty-three
Yeah my bitch will take your soul, bitch you know what I mean
Got a crib for the team, got some hoes for the team
Yeah you know what I mean, we gon' spray everything oh God
I'm cold, tell her get a coat, told the bitch to run it to the scene like the dope
Cops comin' in, yeah them bitches hit the floor
Mama told me baby don't you never trust a hoe
Made it out the pen, I got some niggas on the run
She just wanna f*ck me cause I'm buying out the store
I just let her back to check his bond at the door
I be on the perky, yeah that's how a nigga cope
FN and the thirty clip, that's all a nigga tote
I'mma hit the club, them bitches strippin' on the pole
I just threw two hundred, now them bitches comin' home
It's too bad when they use you, too close I'll shoot you
My goons they'll lose you, pull up on the scene with the Glock they'll loot you
Ballin on these hoes twenty-four, twenty-three
Yeah my bitch will take your soul, bitch you know what I mean
Got a crib for the team, got some hoes for the team
Yeah you know what I mean, we gon' spray everything oh God
Carter Wolski - Too Bad (feat. BigBabyGucci) Lyrics
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It's too bad when they use you, too close I'll shoot you
My goons they'll lose you, pull up on the scene with the Glock they'll loot you
Ballin on these hoes twenty-four, twenty-three
Yeah my bitch will take your soul, bitch you know what I mean
Got a crib for the team, got some hoes for the team
Yeah you know what I mean, we gon' spray everything oh God
Pull up with sticks in your yard, pull up you know we go far
We got them things in the jar, servin' that weight, yeah we servin' that hard
Goddamn I'm a minute man, hit it one time, I'mma go again
Yeah I want the Turks, I won't sin again
Yeah you know imma spin again, spin again, had to f*ck around and spend a band
Bitch so bad, where you get her man?
I be skrtin' on your lot in that minivan, pull up on you I'mma get it man, get it man
Hoes call me money man, I been gettin' all the money man
You a clown and it's funny man, bet these 223's have yo' ass runnin' man, runnin' man Oh! Hit the runnin' man, Oh! Oh! Oh!
Bet I'll never come again, say she wanna come again, big bad I'mma run it in, run it in
It's too bad when they use you, too close I'll shoot you
My goons they'll lose you, pull up on the scene with the Glock they'll loot you
Ballin on these hoes twenty-four, twenty-three
Yeah my bitch will take your soul, bitch you know what I mean
Got a crib for the team, got some hoes for the team
Yeah you know what I mean, we gon' spray everything oh God
I'm cold, tell her get a coat, told the bitch to run it to the scene like the dope
Cops comin' in, yeah them bitches hit the floor
Mama told me baby don't you never trust a hoe
Made it out the pen, I got some niggas on the run
She just wanna f*ck me cause I'm buying out the store
I just let her back to check his bond at the door
I be on the perky, yeah that's how a nigga cope
FN and the thirty clip, that's all a nigga tote
I'mma hit the club, them bitches strippin' on the pole
I just threw two hundred, now them bitches comin' home
It's too bad when they use you, too close I'll shoot you
My goons they'll lose you, pull up on the scene with the Glock they'll loot you
Ballin on these hoes twenty-four, twenty-three
Yeah my bitch will take your soul, bitch you know what I mean
Got a crib for the team, got some hoes for the team
Yeah you know what I mean, we gon' spray everything oh God
My goons they'll lose you, pull up on the scene with the Glock they'll loot you
Ballin on these hoes twenty-four, twenty-three
Yeah my bitch will take your soul, bitch you know what I mean
Got a crib for the team, got some hoes for the team
Yeah you know what I mean, we gon' spray everything oh God
Pull up with sticks in your yard, pull up you know we go far
We got them things in the jar, servin' that weight, yeah we servin' that hard
Goddamn I'm a minute man, hit it one time, I'mma go again
Yeah I want the Turks, I won't sin again
Yeah you know imma spin again, spin again, had to f*ck around and spend a band
Bitch so bad, where you get her man?
I be skrtin' on your lot in that minivan, pull up on you I'mma get it man, get it man
Hoes call me money man, I been gettin' all the money man
You a clown and it's funny man, bet these 223's have yo' ass runnin' man, runnin' man Oh! Hit the runnin' man, Oh! Oh! Oh!
Bet I'll never come again, say she wanna come again, big bad I'mma run it in, run it in
It's too bad when they use you, too close I'll shoot you
My goons they'll lose you, pull up on the scene with the Glock they'll loot you
Ballin on these hoes twenty-four, twenty-three
Yeah my bitch will take your soul, bitch you know what I mean
Got a crib for the team, got some hoes for the team
Yeah you know what I mean, we gon' spray everything oh God
I'm cold, tell her get a coat, told the bitch to run it to the scene like the dope
Cops comin' in, yeah them bitches hit the floor
Mama told me baby don't you never trust a hoe
Made it out the pen, I got some niggas on the run
She just wanna f*ck me cause I'm buying out the store
I just let her back to check his bond at the door
I be on the perky, yeah that's how a nigga cope
FN and the thirty clip, that's all a nigga tote
I'mma hit the club, them bitches strippin' on the pole
I just threw two hundred, now them bitches comin' home
It's too bad when they use you, too close I'll shoot you
My goons they'll lose you, pull up on the scene with the Glock they'll loot you
Ballin on these hoes twenty-four, twenty-three
Yeah my bitch will take your soul, bitch you know what I mean
Got a crib for the team, got some hoes for the team
Yeah you know what I mean, we gon' spray everything oh God
Writer: James Haley
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid