[Hook] Nigga can't walk no a mile in my socks I be plantin’ seeds in them goddamn pots Growin up a nigga seen a whole lot Pull up nigga might buy a whole lot She make more than these niggas can't call her no thot Got the fur on my jacket from a rabies fox Burnin gas out the clouds we so so high All the young thots tryna give a nigga that box I was ridin in a chevy I was ridin in a box Got exotic comin in, in a FedEx box Hit a nigga line surplus on the gas All my niggas know I give'em my last Got too high last time took a dab Track team money we run it up fast I’m from the six not [?] He called for a bag but he only bought half That's the typa shit that'll make a nigga mad I'm finna cram that vaccum sealed bag I was on top sending nigga a stare Black and yellow hellcat lookin like a cat I don't ever harbor shit I don't have
[Verse 1] I ain't blood but these racks bustin' out my pants Lil mama tryin’ to come unfasten my pants Came from the mud nigga wash my hands Come for my jewelry I’ll merk a young man Always workin' no time for romance Fast money baby I don’t like to slow dance Run up niggas I said that I can't ,but I knew that I could Brought up the M's and I did got some P's in the fridge and a P in my lil baby crib I was broke had me stressin’ had me shakin' and shit I had to get up and get it All that loud I'm a noisy attendant Can't be lazy I handle my business Lately lord that shit is so sickening Nigga pecking for a car like some pidgeons Got a rental it fuck up my vision (Yeah) In the trap I don't watch television I'ma shoot that shit with some precision I had to hold head and listen If I start shit then I'ma finish VVS they fill up my pendant Everyday was an in school suspension
[Hook] Nigga can't walk no mile in my socks I be plantin' seeds in them goddamn pots Growin up a nigga seen a whole lot Pull up nigga might buy a whole lot She make more than these niggas can't call her a thot Got the fur on my jacket from a rabies fox Burnin gas out the clouds we so so high All the young thots tryna give a nigga that box I was ridin in a chevy I was ridin in a box Got exotic comin in, in a FedEx box Hit a nigga line surplus on the gas All my niggas know I give'em my last Got too high last time took a dab Track team money we run it up fast I'm from the six not [?] He called for a bag but he only bought half That's the typa shit that'll make a nigga mad I'm finna cram that vaccum sealed bag I was on top sending nigga a stare Black and yellow hellcat lookin like a cat I don't ever harbor shit I don't haveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
