League Player shit
Cuz said he pullin' up with all Choppers he on That drama shit
I just left the bank from counting blues, I love Them commas, bitch
Shiesty, mask and, K up on me, I'm out here like Osama, bitch
Ten toes when I'm out here steppin', but I ain't On no college shit
Yeah, I ain't know no college shit
Made so many plays up off this bitch, I
Need to burn this bitch
Told bro, he keep pullin' all this, hear gon
Head and burn the whip
My young thang a freak up in the bed, but she
A bougie bitch
I can't even pronounce where I'm wearin' i just Buying shit
Fit like 3500, they couldn't even define
The drip
You ain't havin' motion, you probably can't
Even come around my bitch
Know her shit soaked, when she leave
A cum stain around your wrist
Know my shit potent, unk said, bring a whole Pound of this
Catch ' me out in Cali, just me and Spank
About a dub in giffy, bitch I don't even play With niggas, I keep a fully with me
My nigga don't even go to f*ckin' church
But he keep a script with him
My bitch mad as hell, I pop these perks cause I Can barely talk
Rest in peace, K-Trip, I don't pop perks
Sick how they did my dawg
Reachin' over here for any of this ice a
Get your shit pushed off In the club, we havin' Bottle wars, and I'm
Gettin' off
Hop up in that fast, dude, I'm tryna kill some Niggas sayin' they really lit as us, but they
Don't spend none
He seen a nigga that killed his mans, he
Should've blamed cuz
If it was me, I'd put it all on the line
For my damn cuz
Finna get ten lines from Verizon like my last jug
I just hit the road, it's me and BJ, we finna
Cash a dub
Chrome Hearts sweater, bape shoes, ain't
Grab this from some Saks or nothin'
When I grab a, pendant niggas gon' think
I grabbed a plaque or somethin'
Told her this, my cash card, you gotta total the amount
I used to work here, let me show you how
To work this out
I knew this bitch was green, she turned
Her screen and let me point it out
I beat her down, and now I'm lookin' for Another route
I swear to God that we can make some bands
This shit all word of mouth
Just hit a clerk, then devil back on her
Now they finna put her out
I'm ridin', ridin' with a 50 on my clip, I
Feel like Eddie House
Slip clear for 50 and his shit, now they finna
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League Player shit
Cuz said he pullin' up with all Choppers he on That drama shit
I just left the bank from counting blues, I love Them commas, bitch
Shiesty, mask and, K up on me, I'm out here like Osama, bitch
Ten toes when I'm out here steppin', but I ain't On no college shit
Yeah, I ain't know no college shit
Made so many plays up off this bitch, I
Need to burn this bitch
Told bro, he keep pullin' all this, hear gon
Head and burn the whip
My young thang a freak up in the bed, but she
A bougie bitch
I can't even pronounce where I'm wearin' i just Buying shit
Fit like 3500, they couldn't even define
The drip
You ain't havin' motion, you probably can't
Even come around my bitch
Know her shit soaked, when she leave
A cum stain around your wrist
Know my shit potent, unk said, bring a whole Pound of this
Catch ' me out in Cali, just me and Spank
About a dub in giffy, bitch I don't even play With niggas, I keep a fully with me
My nigga don't even go to f*ckin' church
But he keep a script with him
My bitch mad as hell, I pop these perks cause I Can barely talk
Rest in peace, K-Trip, I don't pop perks
Sick how they did my dawg
Reachin' over here for any of this ice a
Get your shit pushed off In the club, we havin' Bottle wars, and I'm
Gettin' off
Hop up in that fast, dude, I'm tryna kill some Niggas sayin' they really lit as us, but they
Don't spend none
He seen a nigga that killed his mans, he
Should've blamed cuz
If it was me, I'd put it all on the line
For my damn cuz
Finna get ten lines from Verizon like my last jug
I just hit the road, it's me and BJ, we finna
Cash a dub
Chrome Hearts sweater, bape shoes, ain't
Grab this from some Saks or nothin'
When I grab a, pendant niggas gon' think
I grabbed a plaque or somethin'
Told her this, my cash card, you gotta total the amount
I used to work here, let me show you how
To work this out
I knew this bitch was green, she turned
Her screen and let me point it out
I beat her down, and now I'm lookin' for Another route
I swear to God that we can make some bands
This shit all word of mouth
Just hit a clerk, then devil back on her
Now they finna put her out
I'm ridin', ridin' with a 50 on my clip, I
Feel like Eddie House
Slip clear for 50 and his shit, now they finna
Print it out
Cuz said he pullin' up with all Choppers he on That drama shit
I just left the bank from counting blues, I love Them commas, bitch
Shiesty, mask and, K up on me, I'm out here like Osama, bitch
Ten toes when I'm out here steppin', but I ain't On no college shit
Yeah, I ain't know no college shit
Made so many plays up off this bitch, I
Need to burn this bitch
Told bro, he keep pullin' all this, hear gon
Head and burn the whip
My young thang a freak up in the bed, but she
A bougie bitch
I can't even pronounce where I'm wearin' i just Buying shit
Fit like 3500, they couldn't even define
The drip
You ain't havin' motion, you probably can't
Even come around my bitch
Know her shit soaked, when she leave
A cum stain around your wrist
Know my shit potent, unk said, bring a whole Pound of this
Catch ' me out in Cali, just me and Spank
About a dub in giffy, bitch I don't even play With niggas, I keep a fully with me
My nigga don't even go to f*ckin' church
But he keep a script with him
My bitch mad as hell, I pop these perks cause I Can barely talk
Rest in peace, K-Trip, I don't pop perks
Sick how they did my dawg
Reachin' over here for any of this ice a
Get your shit pushed off In the club, we havin' Bottle wars, and I'm
Gettin' off
Hop up in that fast, dude, I'm tryna kill some Niggas sayin' they really lit as us, but they
Don't spend none
He seen a nigga that killed his mans, he
Should've blamed cuz
If it was me, I'd put it all on the line
For my damn cuz
Finna get ten lines from Verizon like my last jug
I just hit the road, it's me and BJ, we finna
Cash a dub
Chrome Hearts sweater, bape shoes, ain't
Grab this from some Saks or nothin'
When I grab a, pendant niggas gon' think
I grabbed a plaque or somethin'
Told her this, my cash card, you gotta total the amount
I used to work here, let me show you how
To work this out
I knew this bitch was green, she turned
Her screen and let me point it out
I beat her down, and now I'm lookin' for Another route
I swear to God that we can make some bands
This shit all word of mouth
Just hit a clerk, then devil back on her
Now they finna put her out
I'm ridin', ridin' with a 50 on my clip, I
Feel like Eddie House
Slip clear for 50 and his shit, now they finna
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Writer: Byron Gates, Quavon Trawick
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid