I bought a draco
I turned around bought my brother one
And I'm sick of these staken hoes
You know my ex bitch, she a dirty one
And my bankroll can't fold (no)
I got a bag but I want another one
And my young niggas gon blow
We give your mame headshot and your daughter one (yea)
I'm from McKenzie I don't squash no beef
I proved to Ops I don't let shit slide
I don't give a fuck about them pussy ass niggas
They killed the woo so I'm not gon let that ride
I'm purging shit so my Ops gon hide (yea)
I'm still street nigga so I had to go legit
My mama told me “son don't down them bricks, I seen a whole lot of niggas die on them bricks”
I seen my cousin, cross my cousin, so I don't fuck with my cousin (my blood)
I got some homie who still rep the set
I don't even fuck with..
I got a bad bitch, she so fine
But that lil hoe a lil work, she a thug
You know I'm going in the club with a choppa
So don't even try to search me, pussy ass nigga
Get your bitch ass back nigga
I can't fuck with you nigga cause you bitch made
Take the cutter off the cutter that's a switch blade
I can't fuck with you nigga cause you bitch made
Take the cutter off the cutter that's a switch blade
I make em, get here
I made em,, get here
I make em,, get here
I made em, get here
I make em, get here
I made em, get here
I make em, get here
I made em, get here
I can't fuck with you nigga cause you bitch made
Take the color off the color that's a switch blade
I can't fuck with you nigga cause you bitch made
Take the color off the color that's a switch blade
I made em, get here
I make em, get here
I made em, get here
I make em,, get here
I made em, get here
I make em, get here
I made em, get here
I make em, get here
Make em get here, wrap em up then I send em
Bitch wanna fuck a nigga cause I'm colder then December
No, Im hanging with them members you know that be the killas
Rock you asleep with no killa, ive made a living off dealing
Fuck it, let's talk about commas
I'm trying to count up the money
Im trying to throw up the hundreds
Im trapping on Sunday, praying on Monday
Trapping on in Js and stepping on niggas
I pushing these pounds like Tyson
Plug in we just got
Hit em with led I give em my 90
You know I run with the gang
Heavy camp all on my chain
Caught that bull up on the frame
Look what he did, died for the fame
Fuck em, we gon keep on hustling
Trapping out some
Making deals on up the corner
Ducking lower
Head got charger then so muscle
Make em dance, no Usher
Take the clip out this a cutter
I made em, get here
I make em, get here
I made em, get here
I make em,, get here
I made em, get here
I make em, get here
I made em, get here
I make em, get here
I can't fuck with you nigga cause you bitch made
Take the color off the color that's a switch blade
I can't fuck with you nigga cause you bitch made
Take the color off the color that's a switch blade
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