Текст песни




Pop out at the function
The 30 on the dumb shii
Nigga bitch is your conjunction
Trap house beating this shit jumping
Niggas in the Street they flunking
No industry I'm bumpin
Nigga ran it up from nothing
My mama done told me don't trust em
Trap the work I fumble plays
On biffle road I served a J
Talking stupid inside dem text until I caught em in his face
Ion fuck with these niggas g ay
Nigga wear a piece but it's a toupee
I like natural hoes won't fuck wit fake
Ian even tryna throw no shade
Sliding through this bitch like John Wick
She a real pretty bitch but don't try that shit
This smoke don't clear you goin die in it
Goin too crazy like ludacris
Bitch I'm true I ain't new to this
Anything I do you goin do it bitch
Know I'm the big influence bitch
My first 40k I blew it bitch
I'm real P stay choosing shit
Yo whole team lame, Real losers bitch
I'm with the gang they're very equipped
So watch yo mouth when you running yo lip
You know it ain't nun to get yo ass dip
You know it ain't nun to get yo ass flip
Don't think shit sweet cause I walk with a limp
I get real dirty and I talk like a pimp
I turned yo hardest patna to a simp
Need my money now call kent
No I can't save em Clark Kent
Only P I'm pushing is parking
If i see you I'm upping and sparking
Now my gang gotchu boxed in
Fuck yo whole life you are not twin
Now we finna take yo ass on a spin
Pop out at the function
The 30 on the dumb shii
Nigga bitch is your conjunction
Trap house beating this shit jumping
Niggas in the Street they flunking
No industry I'm bumpin
Nigga ran it up from nothing
My mama done told me don't trust em
Trap the work I fumble plays
On biffle road I served a J
Talking stupid inside dem text until I caught em in his face
Ion fuck with these niggas g ay
Nigga wear a piece but it's a toupee
I like natural hoes won't fuck wit fake
Ian even tryna throw no shade
Walked clutching on my blammer
Whipping the pot no arm & hammer
Young nigga just pulled up in a phantom
White bitch name was Hannah Montana
Trap and jugg don't have no manners
Nigga don't play you'll be on a banner
Who gotta chase I know a scammer
Young nigga I'm just from atlanta
Popped a pill don't take no beans
I'm on a drill sipping pints of lean
Hit the store I'm on sum green
I'm leaning everywhere I feel free
This bitches love to stand next to me
This glock in my hand is deadly
Can't fuck on a hoe that's petty
Gotta in the kitchen whipping betty
White
No we never played nice
I done told a ho bout twice
All this ice on my chain nigga goin shine bright like lights
Knock the pussy out it's fights
Shit gripping on it bite
I'm wit a vibe bout to catch a flight
We at the Ritz fucking all night
Pop out at the function
The 30 on the dumb shii
Nigga bitch is your conjunction
Trap house beating this shit jumping
Niggas in the Street they flunking
No industry I'm bumpin
Nigga ran it up from nothing
My mama done told me don't trust em
Trap the work I fumble plays
On biffle road I served a J
Talking stupid inside dem text until I caught em in his face
Ion fuck with these niggas g ay
Nigga wear a piece but it's a toupee
I like natural hoes won't fuck wit fake
Ian even tryna throw no shade



Авторы: Alexis Goings, Travarie Westberry


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