Carefully lurk you might release the demon
Im scheming, I'm plottin, finessing her feelings
My feelings been absent since i started beating
Im feeding the hunger of lust for no reason
Glock with no safety that's my only baby
Keep her real close if the opps tryna chase me
I Flip it 180° i pull out the strap
Grat tat tat
What's on my back Ralph Lauren
Pull out the bag that's Versace
Niggas to pussy they copy
That's botchy
My homie said he caught a body
Ion tell nobody
Nigga doing fraud in saudi
Ion tell nobody
Layed up next to your baby mommi
I ain't tell Nobodi
Just got to the function so Know i can't leave
Gyal dem a smoke so you know mi can't breathe
Big blunt ting cause u know we got trees
Might have all this cash but I'll never sell Green
Money moves unseen
Tell these Niggas switch it up
Been about this life i got a fiddy in my Henny cup
My Niggas really bout it, they got Toolies
Aint no petty nubs
My Niggas really bout it, they got Toolies
Aint no petty nubs
Matte with the shooters from Iraq
Face the facts you got a target on yo back
You can try to clap back
Clap back Nigga
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Carefully lurk you might release the demon
Im scheming, I'm plottin, finessing her feelings
My feelings been absent since i started beating
Im feeding the hunger of lust for no reason
Glock with no safety that's my only baby
Keep her real close if the opps tryna chase me
I Flip it 180° i pull out the strap
Grat tat tat
What's on my back Ralph Lauren
Pull out the bag that's Versace
Niggas to pussy they copy
That's botchy
My homie said he caught a body
Ion tell nobody
Nigga doing fraud in saudi
Ion tell nobody
Layed up next to your baby mommi
I ain't tell Nobodi
Just got to the function so Know i can't leave
Gyal dem a smoke so you know mi can't breathe
Big blunt ting cause u know we got trees
Might have all this cash but I'll never sell Green
Money moves unseen
Tell these Niggas switch it up
Been about this life i got a fiddy in my Henny cup
My Niggas really bout it, they got Toolies
Aint no petty nubs
My Niggas really bout it, they got Toolies
Aint no petty nubs
Matte with the shooters from Iraq
Face the facts you got a target on yo back
You can try to clap back
Clap back Nigga
Im scheming, I'm plottin, finessing her feelings
My feelings been absent since i started beating
Im feeding the hunger of lust for no reason
Glock with no safety that's my only baby
Keep her real close if the opps tryna chase me
I Flip it 180° i pull out the strap
Grat tat tat
What's on my back Ralph Lauren
Pull out the bag that's Versace
Niggas to pussy they copy
That's botchy
My homie said he caught a body
Ion tell nobody
Nigga doing fraud in saudi
Ion tell nobody
Layed up next to your baby mommi
I ain't tell Nobodi
Just got to the function so Know i can't leave
Gyal dem a smoke so you know mi can't breathe
Big blunt ting cause u know we got trees
Might have all this cash but I'll never sell Green
Money moves unseen
Tell these Niggas switch it up
Been about this life i got a fiddy in my Henny cup
My Niggas really bout it, they got Toolies
Aint no petty nubs
My Niggas really bout it, they got Toolies
Aint no petty nubs
Matte with the shooters from Iraq
Face the facts you got a target on yo back
You can try to clap back
Clap back Nigga
Writer: Kavier Zris
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