This shit drop so craze
I-80 baby
Purple got me hazy
My eyes lookin Asian
F*cked yo lady
Now she think we dating
Roll for my niggas, Mercedes
To the gravey
Know that I got em like Trayvee
Imma boss, you just a trainee
Team so wavy
Might as well call us the Navy
Whippin the whip like a baby In the trap slaving
Chains they on they clanging
Ice ice skating
Chest on froze , that shit Glaciated
I'm not playing
But the game know it's mine for The taking
Stackin up green like I'm raking
Til my money so tall it bust Through heaven basement
Don't drink so these hoes know I can't chase em
Tallie on the beat
Young fresh wit the cadence
Vans on my feet cuz a nigga Road racing
Couple niggas changed on me Like stations
But I stayed loyal tho
Cream in her cookie no Oreo
I'm playing
Pull out perfecto
Hussein
Cuz a nigga finna blow
And I'm prolly wit yo bitch on The low
Her brain retarded, she slow
I'm slow when I see 5-0
Ask me shit I don't know
Who did it
F*ck the law, physics
Higher than Olympus
Old bitch same phone but
Who is dis
F*ck her then good riddance
Glued to the grind
I just need my cut like scissors
Ballin like the Wizards
Stay wit pot like chefs
I'm flipping shit just call me Jeff
Like I'm Hef got hoes til death
Don't hate the player
Hate the ref
Like I'm Hef got hoes til death
I'm flipping shit just call me Jeff
Stay wit the pot just like a chef
Hit the wood and that bitch hit Me in my chest
Got myself right so it's f*ck who Left
These niggas under me just like Arrest
Free my niggas til they breathe Fresh air
Please tell yo bitch it ain't nice to Stare
You know me, smoke anywhere
Roll up everywhere
Wheelchair
Got this shit locked
Weezys hair
Freshito frio frigidaire
And this ain't got no hook
Niggas be talking that Gobbledygook
Said that for the shits and the Giggles
In the trap talkin shit wit my niggas
Going through drop song withdrawals
Don't drink pop, less it's drop in My styrofoam
These bars hittin, call them hoes xylophones
Os for the low
I ain't never got no caps on
This shit drop so crazy
Doin a buck flying on 280
My eyes lookin Asian
I'm so high I don't know what I'm saying
Imma boss and yo ass a trainee
My bitch real bad, yours a Tranny
Need cash, that's on my mammy
Got jammed, and you sang
Want a Grammy
Me and yo bitch got this lil Understanding
She know I only love my family
Yo pockets real flat like Stanley
Talk my shit so these niggas Can't stand me
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This shit drop so craze
I-80 baby
Purple got me hazy
My eyes lookin Asian
F*cked yo lady
Now she think we dating
Roll for my niggas, Mercedes
To the gravey
Know that I got em like Trayvee
Imma boss, you just a trainee
Team so wavy
Might as well call us the Navy
Whippin the whip like a baby In the trap slaving
Chains they on they clanging
Ice ice skating
Chest on froze , that shit Glaciated
I'm not playing
But the game know it's mine for The taking
Stackin up green like I'm raking
Til my money so tall it bust Through heaven basement
Don't drink so these hoes know I can't chase em
Tallie on the beat
Young fresh wit the cadence
Vans on my feet cuz a nigga Road racing
Couple niggas changed on me Like stations
But I stayed loyal tho
Cream in her cookie no Oreo
I'm playing
Pull out perfecto
Hussein
Cuz a nigga finna blow
And I'm prolly wit yo bitch on The low
Her brain retarded, she slow
I'm slow when I see 5-0
Ask me shit I don't know
Who did it
F*ck the law, physics
Higher than Olympus
Old bitch same phone but
Who is dis
F*ck her then good riddance
Glued to the grind
I just need my cut like scissors
Ballin like the Wizards
Stay wit pot like chefs
I'm flipping shit just call me Jeff
Like I'm Hef got hoes til death
Don't hate the player
Hate the ref
Like I'm Hef got hoes til death
I'm flipping shit just call me Jeff
Stay wit the pot just like a chef
Hit the wood and that bitch hit Me in my chest
Got myself right so it's f*ck who Left
These niggas under me just like Arrest
Free my niggas til they breathe Fresh air
Please tell yo bitch it ain't nice to Stare
You know me, smoke anywhere
Roll up everywhere
Wheelchair
Got this shit locked
Weezys hair
Freshito frio frigidaire
And this ain't got no hook
Niggas be talking that Gobbledygook
Said that for the shits and the Giggles
In the trap talkin shit wit my niggas
Going through drop song withdrawals
Don't drink pop, less it's drop in My styrofoam
These bars hittin, call them hoes xylophones
Os for the low
I ain't never got no caps on
This shit drop so crazy
Doin a buck flying on 280
My eyes lookin Asian
I'm so high I don't know what I'm saying
Imma boss and yo ass a trainee
My bitch real bad, yours a Tranny
Need cash, that's on my mammy
Got jammed, and you sang
Want a Grammy
Me and yo bitch got this lil Understanding
She know I only love my family
Yo pockets real flat like Stanley
Talk my shit so these niggas Can't stand me
I-80 baby
Purple got me hazy
My eyes lookin Asian
F*cked yo lady
Now she think we dating
Roll for my niggas, Mercedes
To the gravey
Know that I got em like Trayvee
Imma boss, you just a trainee
Team so wavy
Might as well call us the Navy
Whippin the whip like a baby In the trap slaving
Chains they on they clanging
Ice ice skating
Chest on froze , that shit Glaciated
I'm not playing
But the game know it's mine for The taking
Stackin up green like I'm raking
Til my money so tall it bust Through heaven basement
Don't drink so these hoes know I can't chase em
Tallie on the beat
Young fresh wit the cadence
Vans on my feet cuz a nigga Road racing
Couple niggas changed on me Like stations
But I stayed loyal tho
Cream in her cookie no Oreo
I'm playing
Pull out perfecto
Hussein
Cuz a nigga finna blow
And I'm prolly wit yo bitch on The low
Her brain retarded, she slow
I'm slow when I see 5-0
Ask me shit I don't know
Who did it
F*ck the law, physics
Higher than Olympus
Old bitch same phone but
Who is dis
F*ck her then good riddance
Glued to the grind
I just need my cut like scissors
Ballin like the Wizards
Stay wit pot like chefs
I'm flipping shit just call me Jeff
Like I'm Hef got hoes til death
Don't hate the player
Hate the ref
Like I'm Hef got hoes til death
I'm flipping shit just call me Jeff
Stay wit the pot just like a chef
Hit the wood and that bitch hit Me in my chest
Got myself right so it's f*ck who Left
These niggas under me just like Arrest
Free my niggas til they breathe Fresh air
Please tell yo bitch it ain't nice to Stare
You know me, smoke anywhere
Roll up everywhere
Wheelchair
Got this shit locked
Weezys hair
Freshito frio frigidaire
And this ain't got no hook
Niggas be talking that Gobbledygook
Said that for the shits and the Giggles
In the trap talkin shit wit my niggas
Going through drop song withdrawals
Don't drink pop, less it's drop in My styrofoam
These bars hittin, call them hoes xylophones
Os for the low
I ain't never got no caps on
This shit drop so crazy
Doin a buck flying on 280
My eyes lookin Asian
I'm so high I don't know what I'm saying
Imma boss and yo ass a trainee
My bitch real bad, yours a Tranny
Need cash, that's on my mammy
Got jammed, and you sang
Want a Grammy
Me and yo bitch got this lil Understanding
She know I only love my family
Yo pockets real flat like Stanley
Talk my shit so these niggas Can't stand me
Writer: Freshito, Ra'id Freshie
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid