Lyrics

You know what the fuck going on Whole lotta Money Gang shit Snug Bitch i'm snug im out that raq Before rapping i sold packs I tricked off & bought some hair, the only time i purchase tracks I be turnt up wit my pastor I can't give you niggas slack Everything you say be cap, Im tryna discontinue hats You got mo oops then you got money Got tht ghost i feel like tommy All my niggas paid in full, cuz all i serve is uncle sunny Smokers bring they tithes to me, we having service like it's Sunday This shit ain't fa the weak, Im tryna discontinue Monday Who is snug, he talk that shit niggas hate these hoes love me Even my daddy in his feelings, he just hate that he can't son me I'm a big dog, no frenchie business All this H could kill a whole town, my blender game the sickest In that cutlass wit that sack, pockets taller then two midgets All these rapper niggas lying, tryna imitate the realest Even a paralyze being, can't deny the fact they feel this Niggas play deaf, I know they hate they gotta hear this Throw me in the jungle, watch i come out wearing bape I sat back & waited, really shoulda took a nigga plate Put that bag behind myself, call it stepping out on faith What you know bout scoring bows & every bag you open shake What you know bout fronting niggas, just to get em out yo way (get out my way bitch) You niggas ain't no hustlers anyway Let me talk about these jewels, i had this shit before the fame Nigga a sign they life away to rock these diamonds in my chain This ain't no Tiktok money, this what fronting niggas gave me I seen 300 thou fo i thought about making babies All these chains around my neck, i gotta pay respect to slavery It make my ppl stronger, i understand they hate me Just underestimate me, i got it out the mud And them tables always turn, these niggas stuck on wat it was I'm the type to catch my play fo i step foot inside a club And if this rapping don't take off fast then i'm back to selling drugs
Writer(s): Jesse Mccray Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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