I started selling these P's, couldn't get used to the workin' No cap or facades in none of these verses (Ayy, Finchie, we see you)
I started selling these P's, couldn't get used to the workin' She see I'm in my bag, she want her a Birkin No cap or facades in none of these verses Did a show in my opp hood, still wasn't nervous Had a Drac' in the bookbag, Glock under shirt I be fresh as a bitch, start sellin' detergent Can't wait, need it now, this shit here urgent See an opp on the freeway, drop the window, we mergin'
Thick bitch, do hair, she curvy Big boss, I don't want her, I curved her Real ice, like cream, shit sherbet Bitch wanna be my baby like Gerber All of my opps done got money, shit terrible He ain't got a hundred, can't compare to me, ayy I got real shooters on side of me, opps Know it ain't safe, they gon' slide for me I got the key to the street like a faculty Just talked to the plug and he sendin' more packages Higher than Pluto, gettin' geeked with my savages Cuban link flooded, this bitch still'll ask for it Ayy, F&N plastic, no time for no wrestlin' Run up with the actin', get left like a mannequin Havin' checks like Nike, still gettin' new balances He thought I was proud we caught him, everybody started clappin' sticks
I started selling these P's, couldn't get used to the workin' She see I'm in my bag, she want her a Birkin No cap or facades in none of these verses Did a show in my opp hood, still wasn't nervous Had a Drac' in the bookbag, Glock under shirt I be fresh as a bitch, start sellin' detergent Can't wait, need it now, this shit here urgent See an opp on the freeway, drop the window, we mergin'
Drop the window, they hit at his temple Ayy, still got the snowboard, slide in the winter They say he crashed, he fucked up his fender Bitch, come fuck on a boss, your man a beginner Can't fuck with these hoes, they lyin' like Simba Finesse him two times, I'm ridin' in a rental He thought I was green, now he in a pickle He get no stripes, zero, Damian Lillard Bitch, I stay with my pole like I'm datin' a stripper Bitch think she a dime, not even a nickel You would think I could punt how I fucked her and kicked her Shit crazy, I heard you cuffed her and kissed her Free Osama, send a diss and we sendin' a missile Frazier, bitch, I stay cleaner than Mister Can't do a show, I ain't wearin' my pistol I'm fuckin' with Dolph how I'm sending these Hitlers Bitch gave me head, I think she from Lipscomb Don't fuck up my wood, baby, take off that lipstick Heard she ride dick like a Ripstick Spoiled bitch, tell her no, she gon' throw a hiss-fit Tell her no, she gon' throw a temper tantrum Talkin' shit, bitch, I need plenty Pampers They gave me a chance and I don't even fuck with rappers My niggas step, fraternity, and I don't even fuck with cappers
I started selling these P's, couldn't get used to the workin' She see I'm in my bag, she want her a Birkin No cap or facades in none of these verses Did a show in my opp hood, still wasn't nervous Had a Drac' in the bookbag, Glock under shirt I be fresh as a bitch, start sellin' detergent Can't wait, need it now, this shit here urgent See an opp on the freeway, drop the window, we mergin'Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
