Lyrics

Brr, bitch Nigga, free my brother, nigga Ay, fuck all the opps, I'm back, nigga, come on Yeah, alright, come on Bitch, come on Ay, fuck all opps, come on For the ones who think I'm young and dumb I'm young but I ain't A lot of fucked up shit that I done did as a kid My pops told me, "Just think" Before you go do it, just make sure you really wanna do it I was out tryna catch me a fade But now I'm touchin' too much pay Finna fuck it all up, young, rich niggas shoppin', we land out of state Nigga, I know what to do When Bleeda come through, I'll turn a bitch nigga to ashes Sippin' on 'Tris Quiet beat mid then a bitch sell a top for a dollar, shit average, I'm in the six Look back and went swangin' that switch, no mask out the window just blastin' .762 hit hard and a bitch drop a nigga in plastic Keep walkin', keep rappin', I'm back in the yard These bitch niggas had they turn now I'm back on that shit All in a matter of time, eyes all for the racks Got locked but I'm back in the mix Boy, niggas better catch up, watch how quick you get touched, better keep David name out yo' shit I act a fool with that chopper Heard a nigga holla that took 23, touched his skin on a couple niggas Felt that Drac's too hurt shit, have a nigga somewhere with his mama The Fourth of July only time niggas workin' That's why y'all the reason civilians go under Shit beat up a bitch nigga, rippin' I see your ass triple k mills, and you gone be some cripple Three-five the whole whoop, boy, that young nigga high on the bitch It's that Lil Goofy nigga who fumble Just taught me a dub, boy, these three hundred Back fuck the mudpads, y'all better check on your partner BnB full of bitches just switchin' Fucked up off some Don Julio, freak bitch want a vodka All these bitches wanna fuck me, that's for something Give me the lows, I'll keep on the purse I came unannounced, so I blow through the curtains She gave the right drop, so I bought her a Birkin Bitch, strikers and foolish Bitch, keep lookin', I throw on my hoodie Young bitches, it's Lil Bleeda I can't let the ho see my face, you a groupie, lil' baby, can't do it I get the ho on the left, and you get the ho on the right Boy, these hoes be choosin' Roll up some woods and get drunk, had that bitch tryna fuck off the roof She say, "Bleeda, I like how you do it" For the ones who think I'm young and dumb I'm young but I ain't A lot of fucked up shit that I done did as a kid My pops told me, "Just think" Before you go do it, just make sure you really wanna do it I was out tryna catch me a fade But now I'm touchin' too much pay Finna fuck it all up, young, rich niggas shoppin', we land out of state Bitch, nigga, ay, free my brother, nigga, yeah Ay, fuck all the opps, nigga, come on I'm back, nigga, yeah, yeah Ay, fuck all the opps, nigga, yeah Ay, free all the guys, nigga Come on, brr, come on Bitch
Writer(s): Jaybleeda Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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