Lyrics STaNk n DrAnK - XoXo Sofiyah

Niggas be broke
Too slow with the breesh
I'm so rich
Smoke the wax and kief
Gank & dank
Keep the stank and drank
Nigga move wock
Keep the glock for the bang
Dope in the air
My lungs finna break
Ops to the face
Dead niggas in the bank
I got cash
Bitch tryna fuck in the face
I keep stacks 'n ' racks in safe
Cash in the back
Now ya bitch tryna faint
She suck dick naked all the way
I can't cap thot hoe
Gotta neck gotta bop
She Slurp pop
On the Cock oh my god
Then run it back to her man
In the night She got caught
He got shot tryna fight
My bad Bro
Fucked ya bitch on the roof
I'm the reason
Her pussy kinda loose
Don't get mad
She like passing the weed
Everybody hit dat hoe even Steve
My white boy so geeked ketamine
Shout out Casper
My bro on the stay lean
His kidneys
Starting to bussin bleed
Rockstar shit I like pills ima feen
Popping I'm rolling
I'm bussin tonight
Tweaking I'm geeking
On shroom see the light
Vision i see it
Can't fuck these niggas
Distance I need it
Caught Covid on these niggas
I got sick cause I'm sick
Of these niggas
Rick on my dick
Take a flick cause I'm litter
1up
Let me collect my coins
Real quick

You know what it is
When you see me lil nigga
I ain't deading shit
Amnesia on these niggas
Tell me who forgot
Bouta set up one of you niggas
I could get you shot in the head
Professional Picture
Never put trust in a bro or hoe
Niggas switch up
And these thots come go
I told my bitch if she ain't gay gotta go,
We might just fuck on ya bitch
Give her coke
I know goth bitch
Who might rob you for the low
Gotta couple ops but don't got beef
With the folks valid everywhere
With the blood and the locs
Niggas be mad
I'm too real for the shit
I can't dick ride niggas I never met
I be in the mood
Fuck a bitch get a check
Niggas be weird
My swag breaking they neck
I'm that nigga
Put ya bitch in ya corvette
Atlanta with thug
On the way private jet
I'm the new uzi
On the block ona set
I remember when bleezy said
I sound like keed in the spot
Now I'm too lit Still no support
When I drop
I don't get mad
I made my wave in the Ville,
Drill & the kill
I'm too hot for the spill,
They know what I did
I made it outta the field
Don't gotta talk to much
Keep it chill

How you do that
I know rat gonna snitched
I got booked
Ain't tell on bro
We both pleaded guilty and shit
Made back it home laughing n shit
Not gonna cap I was dumb lill nigga
How you beef
With no breesh In your pocket
I can put bread
On ya head NIGGA stop it
My brothers kids
Know ima rich nigga popping
But dat don't mean shit
I'm still bussed in the head
I start to tweaking
On the beat what he said
Nigga can't rap like this run It back
How the fuck you tryna
Sound like me on the track
I know some niggas
Who can't believe what they see
I give NIGGAs reality check
Why they so broke
Worrying bout somebody dead
You can get money
Mind ya business instead