Yeah
Aye
Yeah
Bronem said he got play, I told him go for it
Yeah
Aye
Bronem said he got the play, I told him go for it
Shhh Pull up, take your hoe for it
Niggas don't be huntin', they be runnin', call em go forrest
Take the food out the bear's mouth And I don't need no porridge
But this ain't Goldilocks
This shit not my only Glock, Dissing on lil uh
That's what got this other homie shot,
Yeah that's what got his other homie popped
Niggas ain't stand on business, they standing on witness, they ain't the only cops
Pull up tryna see, where he at, that's not your homie block
But this bitch can get it too, like this shit here double-0
Turn your shit to chicken stew, with a bad bitch
Hoppin' out inside my chicken coop, not no sad bitch
She know that I'm gettin' money too, wait, wait
Young nigga from them Trenches, how I turn to Florida boy, wait
Pull up straight with all my bulls, with dogs like Georgia boy, ay
I was in the city like 24, 50, I ain't never heard of boy, wait
We got that sweet life on deck, bout smoke turn murder boy, ay
I heard niggas spin my O and I ain't heard the noise, ay
Flexin' in the city, know I did that on purpose boy, ay
Did that on purpose boy, pop out make em nervous boy, ay
Young nigga from that O, I ball Kyrie Irving boy, yeah
Wanna go up the road, now he dodging swervin' boy, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I ain't heard the boy, yeah
Yeah, yeah, we get paper know we murder boy, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bout my smoke we murder boy, yeah yeah
Trap out with that ghost, we hop out go the boy, ay
Sorry I can't be your nigga baby, ain't no taming me
All these Niggas gettin' cropped out the picture, that's what they came to be
He say that he gon' slime me out, I swear that I can't wait to see
He say that he been hangin' around him, nigga you a bitch, you pay that fee
Okay, let's get it on, f*ck nigga, let's get it in
They know that young nigga chasin' money, I run up dividends
Ho, this a two for one, I wanna f*ck you and your friend
These niggas cappin' out, these niggas know they ain't never spin
I know some niggas that really be flagging' do it all for these hoes
You can lose control behind that drac, nah, he ain't workin' those
Behind your name, I'ma take a life forever, bustin' poles
I'm a team player in the trap, I got these youngins turnt, outchea serving lows
She like how my rings hittin',
She know I ain't no regular Basic nigga,
Bitch, I'm way different
Since a Jit, I was turnt up in the trap, do my thing off in the kitchen
Boy, you better pay attention,
Coach a nigga, I'll turn a nigga up
To a five-star chemist
Stacking all this cheddar cheese
Know I'm really pushing P
Youngin's outchea slanging heat
Know I got it all on me
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Yeah
Aye
Yeah
Bronem said he got play, I told him go for it
Yeah
Aye
Bronem said he got the play, I told him go for it
Shhh Pull up, take your hoe for it
Niggas don't be huntin', they be runnin', call em go forrest
Take the food out the bear's mouth And I don't need no porridge
But this ain't Goldilocks
This shit not my only Glock, Dissing on lil uh
That's what got this other homie shot,
Yeah that's what got his other homie popped
Niggas ain't stand on business, they standing on witness, they ain't the only cops
Pull up tryna see, where he at, that's not your homie block
But this bitch can get it too, like this shit here double-0
Turn your shit to chicken stew, with a bad bitch
Hoppin' out inside my chicken coop, not no sad bitch
She know that I'm gettin' money too, wait, wait
Young nigga from them Trenches, how I turn to Florida boy, wait
Pull up straight with all my bulls, with dogs like Georgia boy, ay
I was in the city like 24, 50, I ain't never heard of boy, wait
We got that sweet life on deck, bout smoke turn murder boy, ay
I heard niggas spin my O and I ain't heard the noise, ay
Flexin' in the city, know I did that on purpose boy, ay
Did that on purpose boy, pop out make em nervous boy, ay
Young nigga from that O, I ball Kyrie Irving boy, yeah
Wanna go up the road, now he dodging swervin' boy, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I ain't heard the boy, yeah
Yeah, yeah, we get paper know we murder boy, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bout my smoke we murder boy, yeah yeah
Trap out with that ghost, we hop out go the boy, ay
Sorry I can't be your nigga baby, ain't no taming me
All these Niggas gettin' cropped out the picture, that's what they came to be
He say that he gon' slime me out, I swear that I can't wait to see
He say that he been hangin' around him, nigga you a bitch, you pay that fee
Okay, let's get it on, f*ck nigga, let's get it in
They know that young nigga chasin' money, I run up dividends
Ho, this a two for one, I wanna f*ck you and your friend
These niggas cappin' out, these niggas know they ain't never spin
I know some niggas that really be flagging' do it all for these hoes
You can lose control behind that drac, nah, he ain't workin' those
Behind your name, I'ma take a life forever, bustin' poles
I'm a team player in the trap, I got these youngins turnt, outchea serving lows
She like how my rings hittin',
She know I ain't no regular Basic nigga,
Bitch, I'm way different
Since a Jit, I was turnt up in the trap, do my thing off in the kitchen
Boy, you better pay attention,
Coach a nigga, I'll turn a nigga up
To a five-star chemist
Stacking all this cheddar cheese
Know I'm really pushing P
Youngin's outchea slanging heat
Know I got it all on me
Aye
Yeah
Bronem said he got play, I told him go for it
Yeah
Aye
Bronem said he got the play, I told him go for it
Shhh Pull up, take your hoe for it
Niggas don't be huntin', they be runnin', call em go forrest
Take the food out the bear's mouth And I don't need no porridge
But this ain't Goldilocks
This shit not my only Glock, Dissing on lil uh
That's what got this other homie shot,
Yeah that's what got his other homie popped
Niggas ain't stand on business, they standing on witness, they ain't the only cops
Pull up tryna see, where he at, that's not your homie block
But this bitch can get it too, like this shit here double-0
Turn your shit to chicken stew, with a bad bitch
Hoppin' out inside my chicken coop, not no sad bitch
She know that I'm gettin' money too, wait, wait
Young nigga from them Trenches, how I turn to Florida boy, wait
Pull up straight with all my bulls, with dogs like Georgia boy, ay
I was in the city like 24, 50, I ain't never heard of boy, wait
We got that sweet life on deck, bout smoke turn murder boy, ay
I heard niggas spin my O and I ain't heard the noise, ay
Flexin' in the city, know I did that on purpose boy, ay
Did that on purpose boy, pop out make em nervous boy, ay
Young nigga from that O, I ball Kyrie Irving boy, yeah
Wanna go up the road, now he dodging swervin' boy, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I ain't heard the boy, yeah
Yeah, yeah, we get paper know we murder boy, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bout my smoke we murder boy, yeah yeah
Trap out with that ghost, we hop out go the boy, ay
Sorry I can't be your nigga baby, ain't no taming me
All these Niggas gettin' cropped out the picture, that's what they came to be
He say that he gon' slime me out, I swear that I can't wait to see
He say that he been hangin' around him, nigga you a bitch, you pay that fee
Okay, let's get it on, f*ck nigga, let's get it in
They know that young nigga chasin' money, I run up dividends
Ho, this a two for one, I wanna f*ck you and your friend
These niggas cappin' out, these niggas know they ain't never spin
I know some niggas that really be flagging' do it all for these hoes
You can lose control behind that drac, nah, he ain't workin' those
Behind your name, I'ma take a life forever, bustin' poles
I'm a team player in the trap, I got these youngins turnt, outchea serving lows
She like how my rings hittin',
She know I ain't no regular Basic nigga,
Bitch, I'm way different
Since a Jit, I was turnt up in the trap, do my thing off in the kitchen
Boy, you better pay attention,
Coach a nigga, I'll turn a nigga up
To a five-star chemist
Stacking all this cheddar cheese
Know I'm really pushing P
Youngin's outchea slanging heat
Know I got it all on me
Writer: Joseph Hogan lll
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