Lyrics Kay Caller - Tay G

Had To put my niggas on Thats how a real nigga do it
Had to put the pistol down Cuz a nigga got a uzi
I was always with a pound Never had no fucking choosing
Bitch
From The G To the D A nigga serving all the fiens
All this gucci and diamonds Got me feeling like a king
I aint never been loose Always kept the fucking beam
Niggas talking hella tuff But ik you niggas Goin sing
Cant be caught lacking Gotta get home To my queen
Yea Bitch Im with the steel shit
Tre niggas Got the Kill switch
Aye nigga You talking pills Bitch
K Caller We always hit shit
Ben Baller With the Gas bitch
Shot caller I Keep A Bag Bitch
Chris cross ya Steve nash shit
Bend her over Make her ass split
Imma stoner Like a gas pit
Taking over I need my Cash Quick
Riding Rovers This Cost A Tag Bitch
She a Goer
Shake that ass bitch
Imma thrower
Throw that cash Jit
Getting Colder My ice blind shit
Benz or rari I need a fast whip
Inna party I might just crash it
Drinking molly She getting mad lit
Counting money Im on sum rack shit
This 100 Not no stack bitch
Niggas funny I need a laugh bitch
Im getting hundreds The racks shit
Niggas know me Tay As stacks bitch
We get hundreds Yea The Rack shit
Rack racks racks
Had To put my niggas on Thats how a real nigga do it
Had to put the pistol down Cuz a nigga got a uzi
I was always with a pound Never had no fucking choosing Bitch