So, let me tell you about me
I could be talking to Yo bitch and I don't tell you about it
I see these bitches looking stank It ain't no smell about it
But if you ask me, Ian really Trippin
Rather Hustle I be ballin hard like my name Scottie Pippen
I got some money coming in and I can't even hold it now now
I'm trying to see a spark and light It can't even hold me down
How they act these bitches lame
I can't even hang
Why they acting like they want to smooch when you staying gang
These niggas wanna switch before I get to popping
When I'm up, don't hit my phone Got big ass business block the calling
I Pop so he can't feel nothing
He gonna feel this real gun
I never told my partner because I know he's a real one
I paint shit red like Picasso erasers ain't gonna heal nothing
Swear to God, I've been through different shit
When I started rapping, I didn't even know this lyric shit
I'll be going crazy on the beat but I ain't hearing shit
He can say just what he wants, but what he gonna do about it ?
Put some cash inside SRT a Whole new body
That's what I'm on You could ride my wave Steal the swag They cop all my cologne
But y'all can have that shit I'm in my bag I step through shit alone
Why she keep calling my phone
Bae you know damn well we both wrong
When I come strait to her crib she can't even keep all her clothes on
I keep Zot inside my pocket This is f*cking up the ozone
In this shit too pressure, all white buds it's looking like a Frozone
92 X to my side no I can't leave without baretta
Just put money in my pocket, Ain't no time to be a helper
Got a nigga w a bitch he must not know that I could stretch her
Why u try to steal from me? You must think that I'm gonna let ya
I say f*ck it cuz you tried
You ain't even have to lie
If I nigga played me Like that Omm he woulda died
I just know I learned my lesson next time I'm gon have to slide
That's why these niggas watching me they know that they can't copy me
So, let me tell you about me
I could be talking to Yo bitch and I don't tell you about it
I see these bitches looking stank It ain't no smell about it
But if you ask me, Ian really Trippin
Rather Hustle I be ballin hard like my name Scottie Pippen
I got some money coming in and I can't even hold it now now
I'm trying to see a spark and light It can't even hold me down
How they act these bitches lame
I can't even hang
Why they acting like they want to smooch when you staying gang
MrArvelli - Gang Lyrics
MrArvelli - Gang Lyrics
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So, let me tell you about me
I could be talking to Yo bitch and I don't tell you about it
I see these bitches looking stank It ain't no smell about it
But if you ask me, Ian really Trippin
Rather Hustle I be ballin hard like my name Scottie Pippen
I got some money coming in and I can't even hold it now now
I'm trying to see a spark and light It can't even hold me down
How they act these bitches lame
I can't even hang
Why they acting like they want to smooch when you staying gang
These niggas wanna switch before I get to popping
When I'm up, don't hit my phone Got big ass business block the calling
I Pop so he can't feel nothing
He gonna feel this real gun
I never told my partner because I know he's a real one
I paint shit red like Picasso erasers ain't gonna heal nothing
Swear to God, I've been through different shit
When I started rapping, I didn't even know this lyric shit
I'll be going crazy on the beat but I ain't hearing shit
He can say just what he wants, but what he gonna do about it ?
Put some cash inside SRT a Whole new body
That's what I'm on You could ride my wave Steal the swag They cop all my cologne
But y'all can have that shit I'm in my bag I step through shit alone
Why she keep calling my phone
Bae you know damn well we both wrong
When I come strait to her crib she can't even keep all her clothes on
I keep Zot inside my pocket This is f*cking up the ozone
In this shit too pressure, all white buds it's looking like a Frozone
92 X to my side no I can't leave without baretta
Just put money in my pocket, Ain't no time to be a helper
Got a nigga w a bitch he must not know that I could stretch her
Why u try to steal from me? You must think that I'm gonna let ya
I say f*ck it cuz you tried
You ain't even have to lie
If I nigga played me Like that Omm he woulda died
I just know I learned my lesson next time I'm gon have to slide
That's why these niggas watching me they know that they can't copy me
So, let me tell you about me
I could be talking to Yo bitch and I don't tell you about it
I see these bitches looking stank It ain't no smell about it
But if you ask me, Ian really Trippin
Rather Hustle I be ballin hard like my name Scottie Pippen
I got some money coming in and I can't even hold it now now
I'm trying to see a spark and light It can't even hold me down
How they act these bitches lame
I can't even hang
Why they acting like they want to smooch when you staying gang
I could be talking to Yo bitch and I don't tell you about it
I see these bitches looking stank It ain't no smell about it
But if you ask me, Ian really Trippin
Rather Hustle I be ballin hard like my name Scottie Pippen
I got some money coming in and I can't even hold it now now
I'm trying to see a spark and light It can't even hold me down
How they act these bitches lame
I can't even hang
Why they acting like they want to smooch when you staying gang
These niggas wanna switch before I get to popping
When I'm up, don't hit my phone Got big ass business block the calling
I Pop so he can't feel nothing
He gonna feel this real gun
I never told my partner because I know he's a real one
I paint shit red like Picasso erasers ain't gonna heal nothing
Swear to God, I've been through different shit
When I started rapping, I didn't even know this lyric shit
I'll be going crazy on the beat but I ain't hearing shit
He can say just what he wants, but what he gonna do about it ?
Put some cash inside SRT a Whole new body
That's what I'm on You could ride my wave Steal the swag They cop all my cologne
But y'all can have that shit I'm in my bag I step through shit alone
Why she keep calling my phone
Bae you know damn well we both wrong
When I come strait to her crib she can't even keep all her clothes on
I keep Zot inside my pocket This is f*cking up the ozone
In this shit too pressure, all white buds it's looking like a Frozone
92 X to my side no I can't leave without baretta
Just put money in my pocket, Ain't no time to be a helper
Got a nigga w a bitch he must not know that I could stretch her
Why u try to steal from me? You must think that I'm gonna let ya
I say f*ck it cuz you tried
You ain't even have to lie
If I nigga played me Like that Omm he woulda died
I just know I learned my lesson next time I'm gon have to slide
That's why these niggas watching me they know that they can't copy me
So, let me tell you about me
I could be talking to Yo bitch and I don't tell you about it
I see these bitches looking stank It ain't no smell about it
But if you ask me, Ian really Trippin
Rather Hustle I be ballin hard like my name Scottie Pippen
I got some money coming in and I can't even hold it now now
I'm trying to see a spark and light It can't even hold me down
How they act these bitches lame
I can't even hang
Why they acting like they want to smooch when you staying gang
Writer: Isaiah Long
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid