Yeah
Got my heart broke now its cold i don't love these bitches
Seen my dog get snitched on i don't trust these niggas
In da kitchen wrestlin wit dat dog had ta tussle wit it
Yo nick name should be Ferragamo how you cuff these bitches
Seen me in that drop top made a movie in it
I aint talkin bout that rap nigga but the uzi did it
You see a tiger on my shirt just know gucci did it
I see em rockin that bullshit i guess coogi did it
You f*cked yo bitch lil cuz fighting fed time
If i front a nigga work he got a deadline
Im the type to sit back and let my man shine
Think he from Chi Raq now his legs and his dreads tied
He talkin outa line got his crew wet
3921 a new scat and my crew neck
Shooter hitting everything like a group text
Chopper bullets turn his hell cat to a new vet
Just caught my uncle shootin up
Lano take his shit get low but he don't shoot to duck
You know my young wild niggas out here shootin stuff
Pooper scooper to da money how i scoop it up
Had to kick the bitch out she saying stupid stuff
Call the fam the Jeffersons how we movin up
Yeah you might be foolin dem but you aint foolin us
Gettin money new to y'all but it aint new to us
Boy I had my first kit when Swella was alive
Pops iced me out like Kash Doll when i was five
If i pull up wit yo bitch please don't be surprise
Yeah it cost a zip a hard you wanna spend some time
You playing wit yo nose you get high a somethin
Fyi do not call if you aint buyin nothin
Really I want all the smoke like i get high a somethin
I left hoopin to de cante i combine jumper
Yal know who the f*ck it is
This is Double R
Aye
I aint got no heart feel like the tin man
I always move dolo never did friends
The ones I'm rocking wit dem my real ken
When they see the blicky on me it make em real tense
I been ridin round wit dis big bitch
Dropped a new coupe this a stick shift
Nigga talk wet get his wig split
If a nigga owe me money den its interest
Wrap a nigga up it aint christmas
Taxin on the crud its unlisted
Get tapped in wit the plug it hit different
Ridin round in coupes that you aint even know existed
Beat the pussy she tapped out in a instant
Bitch from overseas she don't speak a lick of english
When they see one if us reach they get squeamish
That nigga tried me what the hell was he thinkin
Cross that thats the last time he blinkin
And we won't stop till its a mill den we feasting aye
RR the God - Feastin (feat. Fwc Tee) Lyrics
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Yeah
Got my heart broke now its cold i don't love these bitches
Seen my dog get snitched on i don't trust these niggas
In da kitchen wrestlin wit dat dog had ta tussle wit it
Yo nick name should be Ferragamo how you cuff these bitches
Seen me in that drop top made a movie in it
I aint talkin bout that rap nigga but the uzi did it
You see a tiger on my shirt just know gucci did it
I see em rockin that bullshit i guess coogi did it
You f*cked yo bitch lil cuz fighting fed time
If i front a nigga work he got a deadline
Im the type to sit back and let my man shine
Think he from Chi Raq now his legs and his dreads tied
He talkin outa line got his crew wet
3921 a new scat and my crew neck
Shooter hitting everything like a group text
Chopper bullets turn his hell cat to a new vet
Just caught my uncle shootin up
Lano take his shit get low but he don't shoot to duck
You know my young wild niggas out here shootin stuff
Pooper scooper to da money how i scoop it up
Had to kick the bitch out she saying stupid stuff
Call the fam the Jeffersons how we movin up
Yeah you might be foolin dem but you aint foolin us
Gettin money new to y'all but it aint new to us
Boy I had my first kit when Swella was alive
Pops iced me out like Kash Doll when i was five
If i pull up wit yo bitch please don't be surprise
Yeah it cost a zip a hard you wanna spend some time
You playing wit yo nose you get high a somethin
Fyi do not call if you aint buyin nothin
Really I want all the smoke like i get high a somethin
I left hoopin to de cante i combine jumper
Yal know who the f*ck it is
This is Double R
Aye
I aint got no heart feel like the tin man
I always move dolo never did friends
The ones I'm rocking wit dem my real ken
When they see the blicky on me it make em real tense
I been ridin round wit dis big bitch
Dropped a new coupe this a stick shift
Nigga talk wet get his wig split
If a nigga owe me money den its interest
Wrap a nigga up it aint christmas
Taxin on the crud its unlisted
Get tapped in wit the plug it hit different
Ridin round in coupes that you aint even know existed
Beat the pussy she tapped out in a instant
Bitch from overseas she don't speak a lick of english
When they see one if us reach they get squeamish
That nigga tried me what the hell was he thinkin
Cross that thats the last time he blinkin
And we won't stop till its a mill den we feasting aye
Got my heart broke now its cold i don't love these bitches
Seen my dog get snitched on i don't trust these niggas
In da kitchen wrestlin wit dat dog had ta tussle wit it
Yo nick name should be Ferragamo how you cuff these bitches
Seen me in that drop top made a movie in it
I aint talkin bout that rap nigga but the uzi did it
You see a tiger on my shirt just know gucci did it
I see em rockin that bullshit i guess coogi did it
You f*cked yo bitch lil cuz fighting fed time
If i front a nigga work he got a deadline
Im the type to sit back and let my man shine
Think he from Chi Raq now his legs and his dreads tied
He talkin outa line got his crew wet
3921 a new scat and my crew neck
Shooter hitting everything like a group text
Chopper bullets turn his hell cat to a new vet
Just caught my uncle shootin up
Lano take his shit get low but he don't shoot to duck
You know my young wild niggas out here shootin stuff
Pooper scooper to da money how i scoop it up
Had to kick the bitch out she saying stupid stuff
Call the fam the Jeffersons how we movin up
Yeah you might be foolin dem but you aint foolin us
Gettin money new to y'all but it aint new to us
Boy I had my first kit when Swella was alive
Pops iced me out like Kash Doll when i was five
If i pull up wit yo bitch please don't be surprise
Yeah it cost a zip a hard you wanna spend some time
You playing wit yo nose you get high a somethin
Fyi do not call if you aint buyin nothin
Really I want all the smoke like i get high a somethin
I left hoopin to de cante i combine jumper
Yal know who the f*ck it is
This is Double R
Aye
I aint got no heart feel like the tin man
I always move dolo never did friends
The ones I'm rocking wit dem my real ken
When they see the blicky on me it make em real tense
I been ridin round wit dis big bitch
Dropped a new coupe this a stick shift
Nigga talk wet get his wig split
If a nigga owe me money den its interest
Wrap a nigga up it aint christmas
Taxin on the crud its unlisted
Get tapped in wit the plug it hit different
Ridin round in coupes that you aint even know existed
Beat the pussy she tapped out in a instant
Bitch from overseas she don't speak a lick of english
When they see one if us reach they get squeamish
That nigga tried me what the hell was he thinkin
Cross that thats the last time he blinkin
And we won't stop till its a mill den we feasting aye
Writer: Rainel Robinson, Terrace Drew
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid