Songtexte Wraps. - koberollie

Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah

I was like 16 selling packs
Bitch I was 15 getting racks
Get off my dick, nigga why you mad
You is a bitch, nigga why you cap
You in my dms, nigga that shit whack
Say he want smoke, nigga we gon' crack
He wanted beef, try us and it's wraps

Uh, yeah
She wanna be put in designer
Don't be on my dick for the fame
Lil bitch you don't need a reminder
I go hard cause I've been in the industry
I don't get why these niggas be sick of me
You a snake, why you sneak dissing me
Your girl on my phone, she stay missing me
If my mans don't fuck with you,
Then you cant fuck with me'
When my kids have kids have kids,
They gon' live luxury
I was talking to this girl,
Think she the one for me
Niggas tryna beef on twitter
I sleep comfortably

I was tryna move out, nigga and buy me a crib
Said he got shooters pop out, nigga don't know who it is
His girl telling me I'm cute, told her come give me a kiss
Niggas telling me I'm him, but I don't wanna say I'm him
Rolling it up
Yeah, smoking a pack
She called me broke one time and now she let me meet her Dad (Yeah)
Yeah
I'm boutta run that shit back
She really like my style, she calling me a cool ca-
Yeah, yeah
I was like 16 selling packs
Bitch I was 15 getting racks
Get off my dick, nigga why you mad
You is a bitch, nigga why you cap
You in my dms, nigga that shit whack
Say he want smoke, nigga we gon' crack
He wanted beef, try us and it's wraps
I was like 16 selling packs
Bitch I was 15 getting racks
Get off my dick, nigga why you mad
You is a bitch, nigga why you cap
You in my dms, nigga that shit whack
Say he want smoke, nigga we gon' crack
He wanted beef, try us and it's wraps