I rob that nigga for his chain and no he cannot get it back
I f*cked that bitch ass from the back and made her think she got whiplashed
Penetrating like I'm blitzing nigga all I do is crash
Yeah you flexing with them guns but pull up watch me beat yo ass
When I pull up with that work you niggas better know how to flip it
If you playing with my money bullets poppn like acrylic
Talking tough on Instagram pussy boy you better kill it
I got hittas all around me trained to go they'll make you feel it
Niggas cappn talking bodies like they the one who really did it
Shawty came here on that bull shit gave her D like Scottie Pippen
Niggas talking shit or something
Bullets flying what he thought I was gone miss or something
Niggas talking shit or something
Bullets flying what he thought I was gone miss or something
Yeah the ville it be my city in the streets it don't get pretty
Niggas rob you for your work you owe 100 you short him 50
My niggas need it know I got em I let them eat I don't be stingy
Tried to play me like a hoe lets play with bullets I got plenty
If I catch you f*cking lacking talking down I make you bleed
Shots fired false alarm that's just yo hoe I made her scream
I'm the king of getting pussy not the king of R&B
Plug fronted you some mid pull up I got just what you need
If he still talking crazy then you know we got a problem
Treat his bitch ass like equations so you know I gotta solve him
Her baby daddy tried to fight me he just posing causing drama
I know some feens that'll touch him for a g no problem
Left his body in the trenches washing weapons like they dishes
Steady driving like Lebron if I ain't scoring then I'm dishing
Niggas wanna be a gangsta till they body come up missing
All this water on my neck it's on my shirt where it be dripping
Treat everyday like it's my last that's why I never follow rules
Oops behind us niggas panic I just tell em keep ya cool
Before he walk up to the window I politely grab the tool
His body drops but I ain't touch him I keep shooters on the move
Pussy boy thought I was lacking Tried to play me like a fool
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I rob that nigga for his chain and no he cannot get it back
I f*cked that bitch ass from the back and made her think she got whiplashed
Penetrating like I'm blitzing nigga all I do is crash
Yeah you flexing with them guns but pull up watch me beat yo ass
When I pull up with that work you niggas better know how to flip it
If you playing with my money bullets poppn like acrylic
Talking tough on Instagram pussy boy you better kill it
I got hittas all around me trained to go they'll make you feel it
Niggas cappn talking bodies like they the one who really did it
Shawty came here on that bull shit gave her D like Scottie Pippen
Niggas talking shit or something
Bullets flying what he thought I was gone miss or something
Niggas talking shit or something
Bullets flying what he thought I was gone miss or something
Yeah the ville it be my city in the streets it don't get pretty
Niggas rob you for your work you owe 100 you short him 50
My niggas need it know I got em I let them eat I don't be stingy
Tried to play me like a hoe lets play with bullets I got plenty
If I catch you f*cking lacking talking down I make you bleed
Shots fired false alarm that's just yo hoe I made her scream
I'm the king of getting pussy not the king of R&B
Plug fronted you some mid pull up I got just what you need
If he still talking crazy then you know we got a problem
Treat his bitch ass like equations so you know I gotta solve him
Her baby daddy tried to fight me he just posing causing drama
I know some feens that'll touch him for a g no problem
Left his body in the trenches washing weapons like they dishes
Steady driving like Lebron if I ain't scoring then I'm dishing
Niggas wanna be a gangsta till they body come up missing
All this water on my neck it's on my shirt where it be dripping
Treat everyday like it's my last that's why I never follow rules
Oops behind us niggas panic I just tell em keep ya cool
Before he walk up to the window I politely grab the tool
His body drops but I ain't touch him I keep shooters on the move
Pussy boy thought I was lacking Tried to play me like a fool
I f*cked that bitch ass from the back and made her think she got whiplashed
Penetrating like I'm blitzing nigga all I do is crash
Yeah you flexing with them guns but pull up watch me beat yo ass
When I pull up with that work you niggas better know how to flip it
If you playing with my money bullets poppn like acrylic
Talking tough on Instagram pussy boy you better kill it
I got hittas all around me trained to go they'll make you feel it
Niggas cappn talking bodies like they the one who really did it
Shawty came here on that bull shit gave her D like Scottie Pippen
Niggas talking shit or something
Bullets flying what he thought I was gone miss or something
Niggas talking shit or something
Bullets flying what he thought I was gone miss or something
Yeah the ville it be my city in the streets it don't get pretty
Niggas rob you for your work you owe 100 you short him 50
My niggas need it know I got em I let them eat I don't be stingy
Tried to play me like a hoe lets play with bullets I got plenty
If I catch you f*cking lacking talking down I make you bleed
Shots fired false alarm that's just yo hoe I made her scream
I'm the king of getting pussy not the king of R&B
Plug fronted you some mid pull up I got just what you need
If he still talking crazy then you know we got a problem
Treat his bitch ass like equations so you know I gotta solve him
Her baby daddy tried to fight me he just posing causing drama
I know some feens that'll touch him for a g no problem
Left his body in the trenches washing weapons like they dishes
Steady driving like Lebron if I ain't scoring then I'm dishing
Niggas wanna be a gangsta till they body come up missing
All this water on my neck it's on my shirt where it be dripping
Treat everyday like it's my last that's why I never follow rules
Oops behind us niggas panic I just tell em keep ya cool
Before he walk up to the window I politely grab the tool
His body drops but I ain't touch him I keep shooters on the move
Pussy boy thought I was lacking Tried to play me like a fool
Writer: Izreal Gear-Johnson
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