I got some money Friday no Felicia my bag Nia Long
Sent a shooter this way and we sent him back like ping pong
Uh uh
Hit em with this Smith like Chris his body will rock
Hit bro line what you need he ain't never closing shop
Hold up stop he a SI he work with cops
Got some pebbles in this flinstone it'll make ya bedrock
Failed my drug test I got dead niggas in my lungs
Wait what you mean shid I put them dead niggas in my blunt
They some track stars take off from the sound of a gun
He got stood over and now we putting new gas in a blunt
She like to post at every stop that's the reason I can't take her
He OD off them pills I don't even wanna take em
Hop out on feet hit the corner we gone chase him
All these faces new to me I only know Ben Frank
They my sons deadbeat I gotta be better a daddy
Busy stunting like mines I ain't got time to make them happy
Yeah bitch ima savage like young pappy
He ain't win no award but my la soldier still clapped em
Put that shit on call me Himothy
Why you dissing me
Wonder why they befriended me
But still mention me
She said pull up she been missing me
I pull up instantly
Dick her down
Make her fall asleep
She kno wassup with me
Shitting on em I can't keep on my diaper
We ain't saving hoes we one night em
I let the gang pipe her
Bro be acting savage but I see that he really like her
Made a statement got around some snakes and turned into a viper
He let his dreads swing he out his top you know the rest
That bape cool but it don't got the same purpose as vest
Free kb he mad max and free the other ones next
Labels calling I can't sign if they ain't talking bout a check
She ain't really gotta man you just caught her by surprise
You believe the lies when it's in front you open ya eyes
We ain't speaking on what's his name cause he up in the sky
He can't Reincarcerate nomore he lost his last life
Dick riding for a feature man you know that boy ain't pressure
Bandana like a tissue round this Draco we gone bless em
I ain't really into internet cause niggas doing extra
Only extra that I want is extra blessings Uh
I got some money Friday no Felicia my bag Nia long
He sent a shooter this way and we sent em back like ping pong
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I got some money Friday no Felicia my bag Nia Long
Sent a shooter this way and we sent him back like ping pong
Uh uh
Hit em with this Smith like Chris his body will rock
Hit bro line what you need he ain't never closing shop
Hold up stop he a SI he work with cops
Got some pebbles in this flinstone it'll make ya bedrock
Failed my drug test I got dead niggas in my lungs
Wait what you mean shid I put them dead niggas in my blunt
They some track stars take off from the sound of a gun
He got stood over and now we putting new gas in a blunt
She like to post at every stop that's the reason I can't take her
He OD off them pills I don't even wanna take em
Hop out on feet hit the corner we gone chase him
All these faces new to me I only know Ben Frank
They my sons deadbeat I gotta be better a daddy
Busy stunting like mines I ain't got time to make them happy
Yeah bitch ima savage like young pappy
He ain't win no award but my la soldier still clapped em
Put that shit on call me Himothy
Why you dissing me
Wonder why they befriended me
But still mention me
She said pull up she been missing me
I pull up instantly
Dick her down
Make her fall asleep
She kno wassup with me
Shitting on em I can't keep on my diaper
We ain't saving hoes we one night em
I let the gang pipe her
Bro be acting savage but I see that he really like her
Made a statement got around some snakes and turned into a viper
He let his dreads swing he out his top you know the rest
That bape cool but it don't got the same purpose as vest
Free kb he mad max and free the other ones next
Labels calling I can't sign if they ain't talking bout a check
She ain't really gotta man you just caught her by surprise
You believe the lies when it's in front you open ya eyes
We ain't speaking on what's his name cause he up in the sky
He can't Reincarcerate nomore he lost his last life
Dick riding for a feature man you know that boy ain't pressure
Bandana like a tissue round this Draco we gone bless em
I ain't really into internet cause niggas doing extra
Only extra that I want is extra blessings Uh
I got some money Friday no Felicia my bag Nia long
He sent a shooter this way and we sent em back like ping pong
Sent a shooter this way and we sent him back like ping pong
Uh uh
Hit em with this Smith like Chris his body will rock
Hit bro line what you need he ain't never closing shop
Hold up stop he a SI he work with cops
Got some pebbles in this flinstone it'll make ya bedrock
Failed my drug test I got dead niggas in my lungs
Wait what you mean shid I put them dead niggas in my blunt
They some track stars take off from the sound of a gun
He got stood over and now we putting new gas in a blunt
She like to post at every stop that's the reason I can't take her
He OD off them pills I don't even wanna take em
Hop out on feet hit the corner we gone chase him
All these faces new to me I only know Ben Frank
They my sons deadbeat I gotta be better a daddy
Busy stunting like mines I ain't got time to make them happy
Yeah bitch ima savage like young pappy
He ain't win no award but my la soldier still clapped em
Put that shit on call me Himothy
Why you dissing me
Wonder why they befriended me
But still mention me
She said pull up she been missing me
I pull up instantly
Dick her down
Make her fall asleep
She kno wassup with me
Shitting on em I can't keep on my diaper
We ain't saving hoes we one night em
I let the gang pipe her
Bro be acting savage but I see that he really like her
Made a statement got around some snakes and turned into a viper
He let his dreads swing he out his top you know the rest
That bape cool but it don't got the same purpose as vest
Free kb he mad max and free the other ones next
Labels calling I can't sign if they ain't talking bout a check
She ain't really gotta man you just caught her by surprise
You believe the lies when it's in front you open ya eyes
We ain't speaking on what's his name cause he up in the sky
He can't Reincarcerate nomore he lost his last life
Dick riding for a feature man you know that boy ain't pressure
Bandana like a tissue round this Draco we gone bless em
I ain't really into internet cause niggas doing extra
Only extra that I want is extra blessings Uh
I got some money Friday no Felicia my bag Nia long
He sent a shooter this way and we sent em back like ping pong
Writer: Aaron Jones
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