No I'm never fronting my moves
Just want a Patek and Coupe
Better be smooth I shoot
Thirties on all of my tools
Sacked up I bust a move
Niggas be rats on the low
All my niggas got gas on the low
That's your friend why you assing her for
Nigga why you fronting your moves
That's how a nigga get choose
We ain't ducking no action
I'm trying to sell out a show
Bitch don't be mad at my drip
Hot on that flight for a trip
Could have a pole on my hip
And get cooked if I get booked again
Nigga how can you say you a friend
When I was on my ass you ain't spin
Damn
Aye
When I was behind that fence
You ain't come visit
Haven't felt that like that in a minute
Shorty I'm back now
Got a little pack
And I'm running up a sack now
Brodie serving OPP pack now
And I'm riding with the strap now
Don't make us pull the tech out
F*ck it I'm a flex now
Yeah I'm feeling like the best now
Give a f*ck about the rest now
Shorty I'm on
Touched down just came home
Same ole niggas ain't on shit
Same ole hoes yeah the same song
Know a couple people I can name on
But they wasn't there when a nigga needed help
Now I'm running up a bag counting by myself
Shorty play with that fire you gone get melt
Just like a blunt I'll roll up
Fire your ass up and then pull off
Park it and take the whole hood off
Leave me alone bitch I'm good off
No I'm never fronting my moves
Just want a Patek and Coupe
Better be smooth I shoot
Thirties on all of my tools
Sacked up I bust a move
Niggas be rats on the low
All my niggas got gas on the low
That's your friend why you assing her for
Nigga why you fronting your moves
That's how a nigga get choose
We ain't ducking no action
I'm trying to sell out a show
Bitch don't be mad at my drip
Hot on that flight for a trip
Could have a pole on my hip
And get cooked if I get booked again
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No I'm never fronting my moves
Just want a Patek and Coupe
Better be smooth I shoot
Thirties on all of my tools
Sacked up I bust a move
Niggas be rats on the low
All my niggas got gas on the low
That's your friend why you assing her for
Nigga why you fronting your moves
That's how a nigga get choose
We ain't ducking no action
I'm trying to sell out a show
Bitch don't be mad at my drip
Hot on that flight for a trip
Could have a pole on my hip
And get cooked if I get booked again
Nigga how can you say you a friend
When I was on my ass you ain't spin
Damn
Aye
When I was behind that fence
You ain't come visit
Haven't felt that like that in a minute
Shorty I'm back now
Got a little pack
And I'm running up a sack now
Brodie serving OPP pack now
And I'm riding with the strap now
Don't make us pull the tech out
F*ck it I'm a flex now
Yeah I'm feeling like the best now
Give a f*ck about the rest now
Shorty I'm on
Touched down just came home
Same ole niggas ain't on shit
Same ole hoes yeah the same song
Know a couple people I can name on
But they wasn't there when a nigga needed help
Now I'm running up a bag counting by myself
Shorty play with that fire you gone get melt
Just like a blunt I'll roll up
Fire your ass up and then pull off
Park it and take the whole hood off
Leave me alone bitch I'm good off
No I'm never fronting my moves
Just want a Patek and Coupe
Better be smooth I shoot
Thirties on all of my tools
Sacked up I bust a move
Niggas be rats on the low
All my niggas got gas on the low
That's your friend why you assing her for
Nigga why you fronting your moves
That's how a nigga get choose
We ain't ducking no action
I'm trying to sell out a show
Bitch don't be mad at my drip
Hot on that flight for a trip
Could have a pole on my hip
And get cooked if I get booked again
Just want a Patek and Coupe
Better be smooth I shoot
Thirties on all of my tools
Sacked up I bust a move
Niggas be rats on the low
All my niggas got gas on the low
That's your friend why you assing her for
Nigga why you fronting your moves
That's how a nigga get choose
We ain't ducking no action
I'm trying to sell out a show
Bitch don't be mad at my drip
Hot on that flight for a trip
Could have a pole on my hip
And get cooked if I get booked again
Nigga how can you say you a friend
When I was on my ass you ain't spin
Damn
Aye
When I was behind that fence
You ain't come visit
Haven't felt that like that in a minute
Shorty I'm back now
Got a little pack
And I'm running up a sack now
Brodie serving OPP pack now
And I'm riding with the strap now
Don't make us pull the tech out
F*ck it I'm a flex now
Yeah I'm feeling like the best now
Give a f*ck about the rest now
Shorty I'm on
Touched down just came home
Same ole niggas ain't on shit
Same ole hoes yeah the same song
Know a couple people I can name on
But they wasn't there when a nigga needed help
Now I'm running up a bag counting by myself
Shorty play with that fire you gone get melt
Just like a blunt I'll roll up
Fire your ass up and then pull off
Park it and take the whole hood off
Leave me alone bitch I'm good off
No I'm never fronting my moves
Just want a Patek and Coupe
Better be smooth I shoot
Thirties on all of my tools
Sacked up I bust a move
Niggas be rats on the low
All my niggas got gas on the low
That's your friend why you assing her for
Nigga why you fronting your moves
That's how a nigga get choose
We ain't ducking no action
I'm trying to sell out a show
Bitch don't be mad at my drip
Hot on that flight for a trip
Could have a pole on my hip
And get cooked if I get booked again
Writer: Quentin Murdock
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid