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Homie had the bag but then he went and fucked it up
I'm starting to lose my breath from all these hundreds I been running up
Shotty sitting shotty so you niggas won't be touching us
I step into the function, get it jumping like it's double dutch
Foreign shorty with me, all she throwing is ass
I said foreign shorty with me, all I'm throwing is cash
All my diamonds got a flash, they get to dancing, you can't fuck with us
I step into the function, get it jumping like it's-
Now I'm running all these laps
Turned a pack into a bag the way got it out the trap
I was down bad on my ass and still wasn't asking for no scraps
I done got it my own, I took the throne and that shit facts
And I'm coming back for seconds
Boy I'm eating like I'm Rod Wave
I'm swerving going 100 in this bitch up on the highway
Been rapping on these tracks like serving crack since I had MySpace
Was surfing for a minute till I saw 'em riding my wave
Blazing, I been faded chasing bank, it's got me paranoid
Wanna rock the chains for all them hours I was slaving boy
Studio in the basement, going crazy, always making noise
I don't know Donald Glover but I'm getting to that paper boy
Wanna do a show up in Atlanta when I finally get my bands up
I'm so tired of all this racket, 12 done had a nigga's hands up
Now I'm freer than free so I keep me a piece
On my feet with my team when I'm leading the sheep
I ain't ever had a plan to slip my chance up
Homie had the bag but then he went and fucked it up
I'm starting to lose my breath from all these hundreds I been running up
Shotty sitting shotty so you niggas won't be touching us
I step into the function, get it jumping like it's double dutch
Foreign shorty with me, all she throwing is ass
I said foreign shorty with me, all I'm throwing is cash
All my diamonds got a flash, they get to dancing, you can't fuck with us
I step into the function, get it jumping like it's-
I'm somewhere chilling in a place you niggas never been
Fathered all these niggas, built the business, where's my dividends
Mess with me and friends then I'll be making sure miss your friends
Always popping shit, like why this edible ain't kicking in
I ain't playing games, shit ain't the same, word to Atar-E
If I never said I'm sorry, sorry that's 'cause I ain't sorry
Been running shit, Usaine Bolt up in my soul, I'm never tardy
And a lot of shots been going down tonight, it's not a party
Apple of the eye but it's just snakes up in the garden
I don't fuck with you, I'm cutting you, I'm barely getting started
Lover not a fighter 'til your dearly loved done departed
And I keep that special lead in case they wanna act stupid
I'm ruthless
I animate the glocky, make the tool kick
Let the blicky rip and turn a nigga into Cool Whip
That bitch sometimes be jamming so I have to make the tool spit
They say they want the smoke, but they just stoners 'cause they never finna do shit
Homie had the bag but then he went and fucked it up
I'm starting to lose my breath from all these hundreds I been running up
Shotty sitting shotty so you niggas won't be touching us
I step into the function, get it jumping like it's double dutch
Foreign shorty with me, all she throwing is ass
I said foreign shorty with me, all I'm throwing is cash
All my diamonds got a flash, they get to dancing, you can't fuck with us
I step into the function, get it jumping like it's-



Авторы: Ja’quan Chaney



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