Bitch I'm flexxin wit the gang hoe
1911 ah put ah stain up on yo name hoe
Hatin don't affect me you kno nigga I'm Jinzo
Play wit me n you plan out graves for all yo kinfolk
Zaza in my joint had sum gelato bout the other week
Makin bands up off features n yo ass be broke bout erry week
I ain't never tweakin but geekin
For sum brand new cheese
Man down we was squeezin was just preachin
Gotta cut the leaches
Aye I can't stand round wit no broke niggas
If you can't rob or get ah job you ah hoe nigga
Gotta new 40 get too close its gon blow nigga
If it ever get bad ima go n kick ah door nigga
My nigga ICYTWAT on the beat
Yo bitch wanna f*ck wit me
Seen a lot of look alikes
But bitch its only 1 of me
Drugs wit me, percs n lean
Phone ring I just sold a whole thing
Nosebleed, cocaine
I can't leave the dope game
Cash bitch, yuh I got gas bitch
LONG LIVE SAV BITCH
You niggas sniffin average
I just smoked a sweet yea I'm high hoe
It's alotta money bein made how you broke tho
It make even less sense how you in love wit a broke hoe
Say you republican but coppin Jolly Joe Blow
I was posted, sellin nickel bags in front the store bro
Came up on smoke, I ain't messin wit no hoe bro
Aye, I can't hang around wit no broke nigga
Learn how to scale it early, came up wit them dope dealers
Try to snuff wit the Mac pull up hop out blow Niggas
WESTSIDE TO THE DEATH OF ME
JUST HAD TO LET YOU KNOW NIGGA
Aye I can't stand round wit no broke niggas
If you can't rob or get ah job you ah hoe nigga
Gotta new 40 get too close its gon blow nigga
If it ever get bad ima go n kick ah door nigga
DOA - The Lagoon Company Pt1. (feat. Cash R.O.E.) Lyrics
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Bitch I'm flexxin wit the gang hoe
1911 ah put ah stain up on yo name hoe
Hatin don't affect me you kno nigga I'm Jinzo
Play wit me n you plan out graves for all yo kinfolk
Zaza in my joint had sum gelato bout the other week
Makin bands up off features n yo ass be broke bout erry week
I ain't never tweakin but geekin
For sum brand new cheese
Man down we was squeezin was just preachin
Gotta cut the leaches
Aye I can't stand round wit no broke niggas
If you can't rob or get ah job you ah hoe nigga
Gotta new 40 get too close its gon blow nigga
If it ever get bad ima go n kick ah door nigga
My nigga ICYTWAT on the beat
Yo bitch wanna f*ck wit me
Seen a lot of look alikes
But bitch its only 1 of me
Drugs wit me, percs n lean
Phone ring I just sold a whole thing
Nosebleed, cocaine
I can't leave the dope game
Cash bitch, yuh I got gas bitch
LONG LIVE SAV BITCH
You niggas sniffin average
I just smoked a sweet yea I'm high hoe
It's alotta money bein made how you broke tho
It make even less sense how you in love wit a broke hoe
Say you republican but coppin Jolly Joe Blow
I was posted, sellin nickel bags in front the store bro
Came up on smoke, I ain't messin wit no hoe bro
Aye, I can't hang around wit no broke nigga
Learn how to scale it early, came up wit them dope dealers
Try to snuff wit the Mac pull up hop out blow Niggas
WESTSIDE TO THE DEATH OF ME
JUST HAD TO LET YOU KNOW NIGGA
Aye I can't stand round wit no broke niggas
If you can't rob or get ah job you ah hoe nigga
Gotta new 40 get too close its gon blow nigga
If it ever get bad ima go n kick ah door nigga
1911 ah put ah stain up on yo name hoe
Hatin don't affect me you kno nigga I'm Jinzo
Play wit me n you plan out graves for all yo kinfolk
Zaza in my joint had sum gelato bout the other week
Makin bands up off features n yo ass be broke bout erry week
I ain't never tweakin but geekin
For sum brand new cheese
Man down we was squeezin was just preachin
Gotta cut the leaches
Aye I can't stand round wit no broke niggas
If you can't rob or get ah job you ah hoe nigga
Gotta new 40 get too close its gon blow nigga
If it ever get bad ima go n kick ah door nigga
My nigga ICYTWAT on the beat
Yo bitch wanna f*ck wit me
Seen a lot of look alikes
But bitch its only 1 of me
Drugs wit me, percs n lean
Phone ring I just sold a whole thing
Nosebleed, cocaine
I can't leave the dope game
Cash bitch, yuh I got gas bitch
LONG LIVE SAV BITCH
You niggas sniffin average
I just smoked a sweet yea I'm high hoe
It's alotta money bein made how you broke tho
It make even less sense how you in love wit a broke hoe
Say you republican but coppin Jolly Joe Blow
I was posted, sellin nickel bags in front the store bro
Came up on smoke, I ain't messin wit no hoe bro
Aye, I can't hang around wit no broke nigga
Learn how to scale it early, came up wit them dope dealers
Try to snuff wit the Mac pull up hop out blow Niggas
WESTSIDE TO THE DEATH OF ME
JUST HAD TO LET YOU KNOW NIGGA
Aye I can't stand round wit no broke niggas
If you can't rob or get ah job you ah hoe nigga
Gotta new 40 get too close its gon blow nigga
If it ever get bad ima go n kick ah door nigga
Writer: cash roe, dusa dane
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid