I like that about Monty
Yea
Ayy Sav he trippin'?
He trippin'?
Huh yeah
What I do to niggas when I talk that shit, I can admit
Ayy put that shit on or get shit on bitch ass nigga
Long live my motherf*ckin' baby brother nigga
Finally Famous, No Limit Forever
Let's Go
I can't admit, what I do to niggas when they talk that shit
If I commit another f*cking crime, they might just make me sick
I hate a scrambler, man I swear to God that shit just make me sick
Ain't got no hustle but you got yo hand out like you want a brick
How you want za, say them prices high, want $100 zaps
You only bought two at a time, but you say you knock off them bags
And they say Jay them people f*cking with you
How you think I slap?
Shit got so hot she thought I laced him
Man what type of shit is that ?
Is that crack?
This that thraxx
This same shit gone get me rich
I can't be beefing no nigga who beg to eat out my bitch
I'm in my mode, in my bag
If I trip with you and you out here still broke, then my bad
Cause I know you somewhere ducking yo lil taco and that's sad
Get off my dick
Post the lo to all my shows, that's how I know you ain't on shit
We still break down all our peas
What you want seven's, half's, or zip's
In the strip club standing on the couch
Tell them hoes bring the fifth's
I can't admit, what I do to niggas when they talk that shit
If I commit another f*cking crime, they might just make me sick
I hate a scrambler, man I swear to God that shit just make me sick
Ain't got no hustle but you got yo hand out like you want a brick
How you want za, say them prices high, want $100 zaps
You only bought two at a time, but you say you knock off them bags
And they say Jay them people f*cking with you
How you think I slap?
Shit got so hot she thought I laced him
Man what type of shit is that ?
I'm really him
Never see me with no f*cked up intentions
We whipping still, ain't got no mask then get the f*ck out the kitchen
We sipping real, I got some shit that might just f*ck up yo kidneys
Ain't letting shit slide, I close the playground
Belt to ass if you trippin'
And I admit, I done f*ck some niggas hoes
Man I wouldn't even trust my bitch
And I know some niggas hoes
Man I wouldn't even touch my blick
I got love in every zone
I go with KSav with some crips
If it ain't f*ck up my paper then why the f*ck would I trip
F*ck her good and throw my back out
Then I hit Jeff and tell him I'm finna buy Sak's out
We ship through FedEx just so we can pass all this thraxx out
He told her don't be bouncing, she came to my show with ass out
I can't admit, what I do to niggas when they talk that shit
If I commit another f*cking crime, they might just make me sick
I hate a scrambler, man I swear to God that shit just make me sick
Ain't got no hustle but you got yo hand out like you want a brick
How you want za, say them prices high, want $100 zaps
You only bought two at a time, but you say you knock off them bags
And they say Jay them people f*cking with you
How you think I slap?
Shit got so hot she thought I laced him
Man what type of shit is that ?
What type of shit is that?
What?
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I like that about Monty
Yea
Ayy Sav he trippin'?
He trippin'?
Huh yeah
What I do to niggas when I talk that shit, I can admit
Ayy put that shit on or get shit on bitch ass nigga
Long live my motherf*ckin' baby brother nigga
Finally Famous, No Limit Forever
Let's Go
I can't admit, what I do to niggas when they talk that shit
If I commit another f*cking crime, they might just make me sick
I hate a scrambler, man I swear to God that shit just make me sick
Ain't got no hustle but you got yo hand out like you want a brick
How you want za, say them prices high, want $100 zaps
You only bought two at a time, but you say you knock off them bags
And they say Jay them people f*cking with you
How you think I slap?
Shit got so hot she thought I laced him
Man what type of shit is that ?
Is that crack?
This that thraxx
This same shit gone get me rich
I can't be beefing no nigga who beg to eat out my bitch
I'm in my mode, in my bag
If I trip with you and you out here still broke, then my bad
Cause I know you somewhere ducking yo lil taco and that's sad
Get off my dick
Post the lo to all my shows, that's how I know you ain't on shit
We still break down all our peas
What you want seven's, half's, or zip's
In the strip club standing on the couch
Tell them hoes bring the fifth's
I can't admit, what I do to niggas when they talk that shit
If I commit another f*cking crime, they might just make me sick
I hate a scrambler, man I swear to God that shit just make me sick
Ain't got no hustle but you got yo hand out like you want a brick
How you want za, say them prices high, want $100 zaps
You only bought two at a time, but you say you knock off them bags
And they say Jay them people f*cking with you
How you think I slap?
Shit got so hot she thought I laced him
Man what type of shit is that ?
I'm really him
Never see me with no f*cked up intentions
We whipping still, ain't got no mask then get the f*ck out the kitchen
We sipping real, I got some shit that might just f*ck up yo kidneys
Ain't letting shit slide, I close the playground
Belt to ass if you trippin'
And I admit, I done f*ck some niggas hoes
Man I wouldn't even trust my bitch
And I know some niggas hoes
Man I wouldn't even touch my blick
I got love in every zone
I go with KSav with some crips
If it ain't f*ck up my paper then why the f*ck would I trip
F*ck her good and throw my back out
Then I hit Jeff and tell him I'm finna buy Sak's out
We ship through FedEx just so we can pass all this thraxx out
He told her don't be bouncing, she came to my show with ass out
I can't admit, what I do to niggas when they talk that shit
If I commit another f*cking crime, they might just make me sick
I hate a scrambler, man I swear to God that shit just make me sick
Ain't got no hustle but you got yo hand out like you want a brick
How you want za, say them prices high, want $100 zaps
You only bought two at a time, but you say you knock off them bags
And they say Jay them people f*cking with you
How you think I slap?
Shit got so hot she thought I laced him
Man what type of shit is that ?
What type of shit is that?
What?
Yea
Ayy Sav he trippin'?
He trippin'?
Huh yeah
What I do to niggas when I talk that shit, I can admit
Ayy put that shit on or get shit on bitch ass nigga
Long live my motherf*ckin' baby brother nigga
Finally Famous, No Limit Forever
Let's Go
I can't admit, what I do to niggas when they talk that shit
If I commit another f*cking crime, they might just make me sick
I hate a scrambler, man I swear to God that shit just make me sick
Ain't got no hustle but you got yo hand out like you want a brick
How you want za, say them prices high, want $100 zaps
You only bought two at a time, but you say you knock off them bags
And they say Jay them people f*cking with you
How you think I slap?
Shit got so hot she thought I laced him
Man what type of shit is that ?
Is that crack?
This that thraxx
This same shit gone get me rich
I can't be beefing no nigga who beg to eat out my bitch
I'm in my mode, in my bag
If I trip with you and you out here still broke, then my bad
Cause I know you somewhere ducking yo lil taco and that's sad
Get off my dick
Post the lo to all my shows, that's how I know you ain't on shit
We still break down all our peas
What you want seven's, half's, or zip's
In the strip club standing on the couch
Tell them hoes bring the fifth's
I can't admit, what I do to niggas when they talk that shit
If I commit another f*cking crime, they might just make me sick
I hate a scrambler, man I swear to God that shit just make me sick
Ain't got no hustle but you got yo hand out like you want a brick
How you want za, say them prices high, want $100 zaps
You only bought two at a time, but you say you knock off them bags
And they say Jay them people f*cking with you
How you think I slap?
Shit got so hot she thought I laced him
Man what type of shit is that ?
I'm really him
Never see me with no f*cked up intentions
We whipping still, ain't got no mask then get the f*ck out the kitchen
We sipping real, I got some shit that might just f*ck up yo kidneys
Ain't letting shit slide, I close the playground
Belt to ass if you trippin'
And I admit, I done f*ck some niggas hoes
Man I wouldn't even trust my bitch
And I know some niggas hoes
Man I wouldn't even touch my blick
I got love in every zone
I go with KSav with some crips
If it ain't f*ck up my paper then why the f*ck would I trip
F*ck her good and throw my back out
Then I hit Jeff and tell him I'm finna buy Sak's out
We ship through FedEx just so we can pass all this thraxx out
He told her don't be bouncing, she came to my show with ass out
I can't admit, what I do to niggas when they talk that shit
If I commit another f*cking crime, they might just make me sick
I hate a scrambler, man I swear to God that shit just make me sick
Ain't got no hustle but you got yo hand out like you want a brick
How you want za, say them prices high, want $100 zaps
You only bought two at a time, but you say you knock off them bags
And they say Jay them people f*cking with you
How you think I slap?
Shit got so hot she thought I laced him
Man what type of shit is that ?
What type of shit is that?
What?
Writer: Jaylen Ashford
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