What's up to me
You see me sneaking with this glock
Better not say nothing
Shit don't tell a boyfriend I'm a play cousin
Twenty hours on that road still I ain't nothing
Driving through them quiet towns I can't play nothing
Every time It costs behind me I'm a star sweater
Right foot up on the gas I'm a star presser
I don't care who wanna beat b**h It's our session
Tryna take a n**a paper like this
Sorry messes It's a beam on every gun
Who you run from
Chopper leaving brain dead
He a dum dum he ain't never got no cash here bum bum
It's In that money for us but they don't want no
Hey spark that up make that metal work
Keep on popping
It's a metal purse
He ain't got no pass we can't let him serve
Shot two of his tires
We gonna let him swerve
Back to the city now my bag up
Yeah I'm always In the rental
It's a fast one life
If I spot a op I ain't pass one baby
Claiming they my eyes but they ain't bag nothing
You see me
Sneaking with this glock better not say nothing
She don't tell her boyfriend I'm her play cousin
Twenty hours on that road still like ain't nothing
Driving through them quiet towns I can't play nothing
Every time the cops behind me I'm a star swaying
Right foot up on the gas I'm a start pressing
I don't care who wanna be b**h It's our session
Make a n**a paper like bizarre message
I can't unfaith I gotta shoot this forty clip
Foreign whip get a n**a roof lift
Fat lake ruth chris walking near ruthless
Looking at us funny cause my top shot a toothless
I can't cut no slack I be tripping hard
Chopstick get them open quick like a christmas car
A r same down size as a kin of garden
Hold on b**h play me up a romance
To put your heart or I've been
And the kids are sweating like a slave
N**a counting all my chicken boy your b**h
We on my page n**a
Security had to put your baby mama off the stage n**a
Young niggas little scrap at first option
Them cage n**a
Hold on It's the east side
Ain't It came In this b**h like the beehive In It
Chopper my kid know I keep my baby
Pull It on your kids drop a n**a with his baby
She be sneaking with this glock better not say nothing
She gonna tell her boyfriend I'm her play cousin
Twenty hours on that road still I ain't nothing
Driving through them quiet towns I can't play nothing
Every time the cops behind me I'm a star sweater
Right foot up on the gas I'm a star press
I don't care who wanna be b**h It's our session
Tryna take a n**a paper like this art missingyeah
