Muthaf*cka
Sheesh
Fresh out the mud straight out the third
Ran into my ex and flipped her the bird
Random when I flex miss match the burr
Top when I drive and it's making me swerve
3 much lean last night was a blur
I get fresh I don't need no mirror
If you not getting no money you weird
If I'm spending my money it's pure
Art like Picasso you with it let's get it
One call take a minute Draw down I'm a end it
Lawyer fare I already spent it
In the hood no engine this my life I'm in the
Fast lane
Niggas turn Mr Rogers soon as that cash came
Yo bitch don't care that you broke hoe lame
My niggas don't like yo approach they gon aim
All that shaky shit in your voice I know you pussy No relationship just a pussy
Bourbon Backwood with a cookie
But all this red in this triple cup took me
I can tell how you move you ain't cool
Don't fix shit but keep the tool
Royal block three shit power move
I ain't got the dog but I got the food
Always got a shooter off in the cut
Aint pose to know what's up
Unc say the dope what's up
I'm Mismatch designer up
She look and she wanna f*ck
Look in my eyes I know what's up
I used to be broke then I switched it up
Stout like a finger cant stuff enough
But that cash in the bank how I f*ck em up
I made getting money my business
Business is booming I press the gas fast lane lose em
Hit the gas fast lane chooser
Seen on the scene with yo lil thing
She a lil cooler
Goku hit lil bitch with the dope dick now she a user
Drink lean year was it to ya
Little more if I got to bring it to ya
Little cheaper only if I knew ya
Fresh out the mud straight out the third
Ran into my ex and flipped her the bird
Random when I flex miss match the burr
Top when I drive and it's making me swerve
3 much lean last night was a blur
I get fresh I don't need no mirror
If you not getting no money you weird
If I'm spending my money it's pure
Art like Picasso you with it let's get it
One call take a minute Draw down I'm a end it
Lawyer fare I already spent it
In the hood no engine this my life I'm in the
Fast lane
Niggas turn Mr Rogers soon as that cash came
Yo bitch don't care that you broke hoe lame
My niggas don't like yo approach they gon aim
Fresh as a bitch ya heard nigga go hard from the first to the third
Come out the hood ride straight down Earl
See the dick boys nigga flip em the bird
Foot on the gas lean and I swerve
Sippin my lean smoking my herb
Nigga talking shit I ain't never scared
Pistol on my lap I ain't never worried
I don't know why these niggas think my city vacation spot
Nigga catch you slipping leave you stinking in that vacant lot
Y'all the type to flex and act a mess off in the parking lot
Im the type to lower that window down pow pow pow spark a lot
Big heater or some fire reefer make ya choice bitch save yo people
We ain't the same how we ain't equal
My niggas cut throat we all evil
Down the street at the Conoco selling dope on a low
Got them plays for the low
Meet me down on Duke on the 4
Fresh out the mud straight out the third
Ran into my ex and flipped her the bird
Random when I flex miss match the burr
Top when I drive and it's making me swerve
3 much lean last night was a blur
I get fresh I don't need no mirror
If you not getting no money you weird
If I'm spending my money it's pure
Art like Picasso you with it let's get it
One call take a minute Draw down I'm a end it
Lawyer fare I already spent it
In the hood no engine this my life I'm in the
Fast lane
Niggas turn Mr Rogers soon as that cash came
Yo bitch don't care that you broke hoe lame
My niggas don't like yo approach they gon aim
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Muthaf*cka
Sheesh
Fresh out the mud straight out the third
Ran into my ex and flipped her the bird
Random when I flex miss match the burr
Top when I drive and it's making me swerve
3 much lean last night was a blur
I get fresh I don't need no mirror
If you not getting no money you weird
If I'm spending my money it's pure
Art like Picasso you with it let's get it
One call take a minute Draw down I'm a end it
Lawyer fare I already spent it
In the hood no engine this my life I'm in the
Fast lane
Niggas turn Mr Rogers soon as that cash came
Yo bitch don't care that you broke hoe lame
My niggas don't like yo approach they gon aim
All that shaky shit in your voice I know you pussy No relationship just a pussy
Bourbon Backwood with a cookie
But all this red in this triple cup took me
I can tell how you move you ain't cool
Don't fix shit but keep the tool
Royal block three shit power move
I ain't got the dog but I got the food
Always got a shooter off in the cut
Aint pose to know what's up
Unc say the dope what's up
I'm Mismatch designer up
She look and she wanna f*ck
Look in my eyes I know what's up
I used to be broke then I switched it up
Stout like a finger cant stuff enough
But that cash in the bank how I f*ck em up
I made getting money my business
Business is booming I press the gas fast lane lose em
Hit the gas fast lane chooser
Seen on the scene with yo lil thing
She a lil cooler
Goku hit lil bitch with the dope dick now she a user
Drink lean year was it to ya
Little more if I got to bring it to ya
Little cheaper only if I knew ya
Fresh out the mud straight out the third
Ran into my ex and flipped her the bird
Random when I flex miss match the burr
Top when I drive and it's making me swerve
3 much lean last night was a blur
I get fresh I don't need no mirror
If you not getting no money you weird
If I'm spending my money it's pure
Art like Picasso you with it let's get it
One call take a minute Draw down I'm a end it
Lawyer fare I already spent it
In the hood no engine this my life I'm in the
Fast lane
Niggas turn Mr Rogers soon as that cash came
Yo bitch don't care that you broke hoe lame
My niggas don't like yo approach they gon aim
Fresh as a bitch ya heard nigga go hard from the first to the third
Come out the hood ride straight down Earl
See the dick boys nigga flip em the bird
Foot on the gas lean and I swerve
Sippin my lean smoking my herb
Nigga talking shit I ain't never scared
Pistol on my lap I ain't never worried
I don't know why these niggas think my city vacation spot
Nigga catch you slipping leave you stinking in that vacant lot
Y'all the type to flex and act a mess off in the parking lot
Im the type to lower that window down pow pow pow spark a lot
Big heater or some fire reefer make ya choice bitch save yo people
We ain't the same how we ain't equal
My niggas cut throat we all evil
Down the street at the Conoco selling dope on a low
Got them plays for the low
Meet me down on Duke on the 4
Fresh out the mud straight out the third
Ran into my ex and flipped her the bird
Random when I flex miss match the burr
Top when I drive and it's making me swerve
3 much lean last night was a blur
I get fresh I don't need no mirror
If you not getting no money you weird
If I'm spending my money it's pure
Art like Picasso you with it let's get it
One call take a minute Draw down I'm a end it
Lawyer fare I already spent it
In the hood no engine this my life I'm in the
Fast lane
Niggas turn Mr Rogers soon as that cash came
Yo bitch don't care that you broke hoe lame
My niggas don't like yo approach they gon aim
Sheesh
Fresh out the mud straight out the third
Ran into my ex and flipped her the bird
Random when I flex miss match the burr
Top when I drive and it's making me swerve
3 much lean last night was a blur
I get fresh I don't need no mirror
If you not getting no money you weird
If I'm spending my money it's pure
Art like Picasso you with it let's get it
One call take a minute Draw down I'm a end it
Lawyer fare I already spent it
In the hood no engine this my life I'm in the
Fast lane
Niggas turn Mr Rogers soon as that cash came
Yo bitch don't care that you broke hoe lame
My niggas don't like yo approach they gon aim
All that shaky shit in your voice I know you pussy No relationship just a pussy
Bourbon Backwood with a cookie
But all this red in this triple cup took me
I can tell how you move you ain't cool
Don't fix shit but keep the tool
Royal block three shit power move
I ain't got the dog but I got the food
Always got a shooter off in the cut
Aint pose to know what's up
Unc say the dope what's up
I'm Mismatch designer up
She look and she wanna f*ck
Look in my eyes I know what's up
I used to be broke then I switched it up
Stout like a finger cant stuff enough
But that cash in the bank how I f*ck em up
I made getting money my business
Business is booming I press the gas fast lane lose em
Hit the gas fast lane chooser
Seen on the scene with yo lil thing
She a lil cooler
Goku hit lil bitch with the dope dick now she a user
Drink lean year was it to ya
Little more if I got to bring it to ya
Little cheaper only if I knew ya
Fresh out the mud straight out the third
Ran into my ex and flipped her the bird
Random when I flex miss match the burr
Top when I drive and it's making me swerve
3 much lean last night was a blur
I get fresh I don't need no mirror
If you not getting no money you weird
If I'm spending my money it's pure
Art like Picasso you with it let's get it
One call take a minute Draw down I'm a end it
Lawyer fare I already spent it
In the hood no engine this my life I'm in the
Fast lane
Niggas turn Mr Rogers soon as that cash came
Yo bitch don't care that you broke hoe lame
My niggas don't like yo approach they gon aim
Fresh as a bitch ya heard nigga go hard from the first to the third
Come out the hood ride straight down Earl
See the dick boys nigga flip em the bird
Foot on the gas lean and I swerve
Sippin my lean smoking my herb
Nigga talking shit I ain't never scared
Pistol on my lap I ain't never worried
I don't know why these niggas think my city vacation spot
Nigga catch you slipping leave you stinking in that vacant lot
Y'all the type to flex and act a mess off in the parking lot
Im the type to lower that window down pow pow pow spark a lot
Big heater or some fire reefer make ya choice bitch save yo people
We ain't the same how we ain't equal
My niggas cut throat we all evil
Down the street at the Conoco selling dope on a low
Got them plays for the low
Meet me down on Duke on the 4
Fresh out the mud straight out the third
Ran into my ex and flipped her the bird
Random when I flex miss match the burr
Top when I drive and it's making me swerve
3 much lean last night was a blur
I get fresh I don't need no mirror
If you not getting no money you weird
If I'm spending my money it's pure
Art like Picasso you with it let's get it
One call take a minute Draw down I'm a end it
Lawyer fare I already spent it
In the hood no engine this my life I'm in the
Fast lane
Niggas turn Mr Rogers soon as that cash came
Yo bitch don't care that you broke hoe lame
My niggas don't like yo approach they gon aim
Writer: Cordell Henderson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid