Yeah I'm counting n stackin n trafficking
Don't give a damn if my album go platinum, them niggas pussy so I
Wouldn't rock w em, I'm wit lil cuddy n he brought the glock w em
Shit we gone slide, hit up yo ride, ain't nobody
Care when my niggas died, no more of that cool shit I'm done being nice
Quick to cut you off, you was just a slice
Now I'm in my bag
Now they getting mad
No I don't mean to brag
It's just shit, I never had
I know my grandad looking down he glad
Just lemme know if i'm moving too fast
Roll up a eighth I be facing the gas
Like Ricky Bobby you ain't first then you last
I am who I am, because of my past
(Splash, splash) my neck look like it's in water
Been on my shit like a muf*ckin toddler, f*ck on ya daughter I don't
Mean to bother, hoe ima dawg Cuban link for collar
Watch what you saying please talk to me proper, I just wanna
See all of my niggas prosper, ain't got no patients like ima bad doctor
Watch how you move, gotta be smooth, nah ion pick hoes shit
I just let em choose, i need that bag nah ion need no
New shoes, you win some you lose but no I can't snooze
If they catch me lacking I'll be on the news, booting wit
Sum that hold 32, usually I hit em n pass to the crew
Been on my shit so it ain't nun new, feeling like Casper I f*ck
On boo, just met her friend n she wanna f*ck me too
Ouuuuuuuuuuuuu, I run up a sack like i be with LaDanian
She give me good brain, cranium
Don't f*ck with nothing that do not pertain to him, oh no
Yeah I'm counting n stackin n trafficking
Don't give a damn if my album go platinum, them niggas pussy so I
Wouldn't rock w em, I'm wit lil cuddy n he brought the glock w em
Shit we gone slide, hit up yo ride, ain't nobody
Care when my niggas died, no more of that cool shit
I'm done being nice, quick to cut you off, you was just a slice
Now I'm in my bag
Now they getting mad
No I don't mean to brag
It's just shit, I never had
I know my grandad looking down he glad
Just lemme know if i'm moving too fast
Roll up a eighth I be facing the gas
Like Ricky Bobby you ain't first then you last
I am who I am, because of my past
Huncho Goteo - Ya Feel Me Lyrics
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Yeah I'm counting n stackin n trafficking
Don't give a damn if my album go platinum, them niggas pussy so I
Wouldn't rock w em, I'm wit lil cuddy n he brought the glock w em
Shit we gone slide, hit up yo ride, ain't nobody
Care when my niggas died, no more of that cool shit I'm done being nice
Quick to cut you off, you was just a slice
Now I'm in my bag
Now they getting mad
No I don't mean to brag
It's just shit, I never had
I know my grandad looking down he glad
Just lemme know if i'm moving too fast
Roll up a eighth I be facing the gas
Like Ricky Bobby you ain't first then you last
I am who I am, because of my past
(Splash, splash) my neck look like it's in water
Been on my shit like a muf*ckin toddler, f*ck on ya daughter I don't
Mean to bother, hoe ima dawg Cuban link for collar
Watch what you saying please talk to me proper, I just wanna
See all of my niggas prosper, ain't got no patients like ima bad doctor
Watch how you move, gotta be smooth, nah ion pick hoes shit
I just let em choose, i need that bag nah ion need no
New shoes, you win some you lose but no I can't snooze
If they catch me lacking I'll be on the news, booting wit
Sum that hold 32, usually I hit em n pass to the crew
Been on my shit so it ain't nun new, feeling like Casper I f*ck
On boo, just met her friend n she wanna f*ck me too
Ouuuuuuuuuuuuu, I run up a sack like i be with LaDanian
She give me good brain, cranium
Don't f*ck with nothing that do not pertain to him, oh no
Yeah I'm counting n stackin n trafficking
Don't give a damn if my album go platinum, them niggas pussy so I
Wouldn't rock w em, I'm wit lil cuddy n he brought the glock w em
Shit we gone slide, hit up yo ride, ain't nobody
Care when my niggas died, no more of that cool shit
I'm done being nice, quick to cut you off, you was just a slice
Now I'm in my bag
Now they getting mad
No I don't mean to brag
It's just shit, I never had
I know my grandad looking down he glad
Just lemme know if i'm moving too fast
Roll up a eighth I be facing the gas
Like Ricky Bobby you ain't first then you last
I am who I am, because of my past
Don't give a damn if my album go platinum, them niggas pussy so I
Wouldn't rock w em, I'm wit lil cuddy n he brought the glock w em
Shit we gone slide, hit up yo ride, ain't nobody
Care when my niggas died, no more of that cool shit I'm done being nice
Quick to cut you off, you was just a slice
Now I'm in my bag
Now they getting mad
No I don't mean to brag
It's just shit, I never had
I know my grandad looking down he glad
Just lemme know if i'm moving too fast
Roll up a eighth I be facing the gas
Like Ricky Bobby you ain't first then you last
I am who I am, because of my past
(Splash, splash) my neck look like it's in water
Been on my shit like a muf*ckin toddler, f*ck on ya daughter I don't
Mean to bother, hoe ima dawg Cuban link for collar
Watch what you saying please talk to me proper, I just wanna
See all of my niggas prosper, ain't got no patients like ima bad doctor
Watch how you move, gotta be smooth, nah ion pick hoes shit
I just let em choose, i need that bag nah ion need no
New shoes, you win some you lose but no I can't snooze
If they catch me lacking I'll be on the news, booting wit
Sum that hold 32, usually I hit em n pass to the crew
Been on my shit so it ain't nun new, feeling like Casper I f*ck
On boo, just met her friend n she wanna f*ck me too
Ouuuuuuuuuuuuu, I run up a sack like i be with LaDanian
She give me good brain, cranium
Don't f*ck with nothing that do not pertain to him, oh no
Yeah I'm counting n stackin n trafficking
Don't give a damn if my album go platinum, them niggas pussy so I
Wouldn't rock w em, I'm wit lil cuddy n he brought the glock w em
Shit we gone slide, hit up yo ride, ain't nobody
Care when my niggas died, no more of that cool shit
I'm done being nice, quick to cut you off, you was just a slice
Now I'm in my bag
Now they getting mad
No I don't mean to brag
It's just shit, I never had
I know my grandad looking down he glad
Just lemme know if i'm moving too fast
Roll up a eighth I be facing the gas
Like Ricky Bobby you ain't first then you last
I am who I am, because of my past
Writer: Lamont Wade
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid