Lyrics

She got that head like a dike got that head that I like nigga rip trouble I'm not gone ask for a slice I'm a step on these niggas and show em' my muscles Cut off my roster of hoes you know im the coach baby show me your hustle I am my brothers keeper you know we be geeked but I got your six The kitty got hold of your tongue I'm taking the words right off your lip I want to know age of the bank they want to know when I'm gon drop some shit They told me speak up well I den' slept walked to a bag off mumbling nigga My daddy was hustling my uncle was smoking that shit I know both sides I don't care if god herself had told you, you tough uh nigga she lying I'm a talk my shit whatever come to my mind... whenever I find it Niggas trying to hide the times they played me 50 but ima remind em' Whenever it come to the syndicate you know we mafia nigga I gotcha It's just me and Dert we only need 26 shots you know how we rocking I'm taking the bag they taking aback like niggas had gave me a option Nigga stay in the house cause this shit is not for the kids we hoop with the monstars I ain't even mad at that shit whole time I'd be cap if I said it ain't hurt Tryna dirty the gang but fuck it we move out of love that's why it ain't work Outside niggas ain't even batting an eye yo way... the fuck is you nervous? I kno niggas in real life I turnt that shit off as soon as I heard it On a fuck nigga head like a burden (On a fuck nigga head like I'm posed to be) Off shi you get from surgery I certainly don't know a surgeon Watch what you say nigga watch how you word it (watch what you say nigga watch how u word it now) Telly in the raq we smoking loud paying for disturbance Thought I was slip the 10 give alertness Take no L's nigga like nerlens I'm a make peace in that furnace ain't even far a reach from my comfort
Writer(s): Garcon Dior, Nephew Hesh, Niontay Hicks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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