They all in they feelings I’m thinking about 100’s and 50’s tryna to get turnt past the ceiling
Put em on hold we running the show
None of my niggas is taking the bait
Been on the road stacking these chips
Running these bands right back to the safe
Niggas be bitches taking da stand ima just stick to the plan All of my niggas got K’s you’d think I’d be running a clan stop wit da faking running right straight through your chest
They hate when you’re winning, I’m built for the fight dont care if you clutching yo tool Im a renegade don’t play by the book Whats a chain to a king when we walk up on stage we cutting up
Been stuck in a pension Fuck all talking Im leaving these niggas with nothing if you scamming or hustling then fuck out my circle I am the Billie goat shit den got critical hop out that car with all black if you reach for your pocket I’m leaving you critical
taking her back the trap bitch ima lion breaking her back on the Matt while she holding my mane
Playing a whole new game for all new gains
Bitch I got ice in my vein stay in yo lane
Tuck in yo chain gotta maintain My future forever remain cannot reframe from leaving these niggas in pain not in the mood tired of Keeping it cool to many tools I can use gotta let loose bitch I’m off the juice I’m feeling loose feeling brand new like a fresh pair of shoes straight to the moon on top of the pinnacle predicted this scene
These niggas power hungry
But the money is the only way to get passed
High speed 150 no mo pad
10 toes stay solid that’s minimal
Ray J one wish need all the money
Niggas be switching as you make all winnings
I owe em nun how many times have I passed all these niggas a bag moving to fast get out the way
Shooting these shots feel like a movie step in da building turn up the bass feel like a quake we cutting da head off of every snake
Step to the side get out of the way keep up wit da pace if ain’t bout money I don’t wanna talk
plus cannot hear nun they saying blowing dis base in they face
bitch i am a movie time to get groovy high off the snacks ain’t talking no scooby
kick in yo door like im Bruce Lee
there ain’t no loose sleeve
running dis game on yo bitch like boosie
now she stuck to my dick hot summer sell High pony tail 5’5 small waste 9 times outta 10 she feeling the vibe a win is a win
had bitch running in 5 phones
what it is what it is
We can give you the keys to the door but you ain’t going in
set em up as batter he ain’t gon hit
boy I’m just better I can slow it down smooth as butter
niggas be yelling and arguing like bitches
give em a muzzle
pick up pen and start writing I’m better in every level
unluck the next puzzle not puzzled I got all you niggas confuzzled however you want it I’m on it lets run it we ready for every opponent We potent
I’m filled up with music just now starting to use it cant get away from the bottle feeling like marshal I guess it dont matter tho some things change my soul don’t
