Road runnin' seen 12 and got my swerve on
I be servin so much call me Mr. Serv on
So much ice on me i had to put my shirt on
Beat that pussy up she said i put that hurt on
Pardon me bitch excuse me
Cant put my trust in no floozy
My bitches be bad cuz i'm choosy
Might just dip in my bag i got loose leaf
Dawg you broke and you sad that don't move me
Hit yo ass wit that fye aint no 2-piece
Till the day that i die ima do me
Juugin Finessen a goofy
I walk around with the racks
Pipps Plaza No Saks
I got her wet like a back
Step on yo dope like a mat
I let my money talk i cannot chat
I had my zips ducked in da back
Strong arm em' but i still had the gat
Money so long had some mo 0's attached
Yeah
Fendi block everybody tryna be a new member
No i don't really f*ck with new niggas
I f*cked and made her find a new nigga
You run up we make you a toe tag
I used to walk with dope like a nomad
Most of you niggas be flexing like B-rad
Trappin hard now i swipe on the keypad
100 Clip nigga i let em see that
Five gang nigga Three that
You say you need dope brodie where we gone meet at
Shooting head shots we dont shoot where yo feet at
And she call me daddy i told her repeat that
Trap on the block nigga i know the street facts
Whippen the babies up you can call defax
Glock on me 223 where the seat at
If you got swag you can muhf*ckin keep that
Road runnin' seen 12 and got my swerve on
I be servin so much call me Mr. Serv on
So much ice on me i had to put my shirt on
Beat that pussy up she said i put that hurt on
Pardon me bitch excuse me
Cant put my trust in no floozy
My bitches be bad cuz i'm choosy
Might just dip in my bag i got loose leaf
Dawg you broke and you sad that don't move me
Hit yo ass wit that fye aint no 2-piece
Till the day that i die ima do me
Juugin Finessen a goofy
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Road runnin' seen 12 and got my swerve on
I be servin so much call me Mr. Serv on
So much ice on me i had to put my shirt on
Beat that pussy up she said i put that hurt on
Pardon me bitch excuse me
Cant put my trust in no floozy
My bitches be bad cuz i'm choosy
Might just dip in my bag i got loose leaf
Dawg you broke and you sad that don't move me
Hit yo ass wit that fye aint no 2-piece
Till the day that i die ima do me
Juugin Finessen a goofy
I walk around with the racks
Pipps Plaza No Saks
I got her wet like a back
Step on yo dope like a mat
I let my money talk i cannot chat
I had my zips ducked in da back
Strong arm em' but i still had the gat
Money so long had some mo 0's attached
Yeah
Fendi block everybody tryna be a new member
No i don't really f*ck with new niggas
I f*cked and made her find a new nigga
You run up we make you a toe tag
I used to walk with dope like a nomad
Most of you niggas be flexing like B-rad
Trappin hard now i swipe on the keypad
100 Clip nigga i let em see that
Five gang nigga Three that
You say you need dope brodie where we gone meet at
Shooting head shots we dont shoot where yo feet at
And she call me daddy i told her repeat that
Trap on the block nigga i know the street facts
Whippen the babies up you can call defax
Glock on me 223 where the seat at
If you got swag you can muhf*ckin keep that
Road runnin' seen 12 and got my swerve on
I be servin so much call me Mr. Serv on
So much ice on me i had to put my shirt on
Beat that pussy up she said i put that hurt on
Pardon me bitch excuse me
Cant put my trust in no floozy
My bitches be bad cuz i'm choosy
Might just dip in my bag i got loose leaf
Dawg you broke and you sad that don't move me
Hit yo ass wit that fye aint no 2-piece
Till the day that i die ima do me
Juugin Finessen a goofy
I be servin so much call me Mr. Serv on
So much ice on me i had to put my shirt on
Beat that pussy up she said i put that hurt on
Pardon me bitch excuse me
Cant put my trust in no floozy
My bitches be bad cuz i'm choosy
Might just dip in my bag i got loose leaf
Dawg you broke and you sad that don't move me
Hit yo ass wit that fye aint no 2-piece
Till the day that i die ima do me
Juugin Finessen a goofy
I walk around with the racks
Pipps Plaza No Saks
I got her wet like a back
Step on yo dope like a mat
I let my money talk i cannot chat
I had my zips ducked in da back
Strong arm em' but i still had the gat
Money so long had some mo 0's attached
Yeah
Fendi block everybody tryna be a new member
No i don't really f*ck with new niggas
I f*cked and made her find a new nigga
You run up we make you a toe tag
I used to walk with dope like a nomad
Most of you niggas be flexing like B-rad
Trappin hard now i swipe on the keypad
100 Clip nigga i let em see that
Five gang nigga Three that
You say you need dope brodie where we gone meet at
Shooting head shots we dont shoot where yo feet at
And she call me daddy i told her repeat that
Trap on the block nigga i know the street facts
Whippen the babies up you can call defax
Glock on me 223 where the seat at
If you got swag you can muhf*ckin keep that
Road runnin' seen 12 and got my swerve on
I be servin so much call me Mr. Serv on
So much ice on me i had to put my shirt on
Beat that pussy up she said i put that hurt on
Pardon me bitch excuse me
Cant put my trust in no floozy
My bitches be bad cuz i'm choosy
Might just dip in my bag i got loose leaf
Dawg you broke and you sad that don't move me
Hit yo ass wit that fye aint no 2-piece
Till the day that i die ima do me
Juugin Finessen a goofy
Writer: Ajani Ferguson
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