歌词
Walk up in the spot, make that ***** pop
Rollie is a forty, ain't no tickin' on this wristwatch
Pit stop, off-brand rappers, flip-flop
Man, it's so lonely at the tip-top
I don't wanna **** these hoes, but they wanna **** me (Yeah)
My OG said he really miss the old me (Yeah)
Too well known, got me movin' low-key (Yeah)
OE sippin', got me liftin' both feet, yeah
****in' up the road, bring them bags home (Bring them bags in)
Wouldn't touch your ***** even if she had a bag on
Headfirst, chops make your head burst (Make your head burst)
I be smokin' on 'Woods full of pressure 'til my head hurt (Ayy, yeah)
Wouldn't touch your ***** with a broomstick (Yeah, broomstick)
Keep it quiet, baby, tighten up them loose lips (Loose lips)
I make records, got no job, I never do ****
Sit up on my ass and put on for my district (Yeah, yeah)
Stake me in a junior and a black Benz, no tints
So the hoes see when me and Pou' slidin' in
Broke boys pop like the tires that you ridin' in
If you got smoke, got a hole you can hide in
Never goin' back to being broke (Yeah)
Sleepin' on the floor, mama thought I was a joke (Yeah)
Now I'm doin' well, still more hungry than before (Yeah)
Found a way to live with all these suicide notes, yeah
I eat what I want, I'm attractive (You dig?)
Got a money belly and I'm ****in' on an actress
Still trappin' 'bows for the practice (Yeah, practice)
I'ma step on her work, when I see you, I'ma tax it
Your ***** **** **** for me and my crew
If you want smoke, then you can come through
Your ***** **** **** for me and my crew
If you want smoke, then you can come through
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