[Intro]
(Damn, Boom made this?)
[Chorus]
So many 'bows in this crib, I'm finna sell 'em out
They just like my lil' bro up, I'm tryna bail him out
Bitch, if I give you good dick, you better not run your mouth
Lil' bitch pussy so good, fucked her on the couch
Stop blowin' up my phone, you only want an ounce
Bitch, I always keep 'za, I never seen a drought
I gotta go a lil' harder, they tryna count me out
I don't need a gun, nigga, I'll knock him out
[Verse]
Like a basketball game, I'll box him out
I'm always shit talkin', I got a dirty mouth
My lil' cousin GD from the Dirty South
Found out that nigga location, pulled up to his house
The feds on the block, pack it up and bounce
Niggas slid but it ain't hit shit, nigga, it don't count
A nigga touch me, gon' get found in the lost and found
Cappin', rappin'-ass lil' nigga need a cap and gown
I'm finna call my lil' niggas up, it's some straps around
He don't know I got the gun on me, tryna pat me down
I can't put my faith in a bitch, she gon' let me down
Fucked this bitch two times, she want anothеr round
[Chorus]
So many 'bows in this crib, I'm finna sell 'em out
They just likе my lil' bro up, I'm tryna bail him out
Bitch, if I give you good dick, you better not run your mouth
Lil' bitch pussy so good, fucked her on the couch
Stop blowin' up my phone, you only want an ounce
Bitch, I always keep 'za, I never seen a drought
I gotta go a lil' harder, they tryna count me out
I don't need a gun, nigga, I'll knock him out
[Verse 2]
Why the fuck you tryna beef and you ain't got a band?
I really thought I liked this bitch until I got up in
Don't even ask me if I got it, know I got FN
Niggas sneaky 'round this bitch, that's why I ain't got no friends
I can't even fall asleep, T, let me buy your Xans
I really came up doin' hand-to-hand
Your music wack as hell, I am not no fan
Sent so many shots at his house, sound like a marchin' band
You wanna be a Young Sack Runner, we gotta jump you in
I only got jumped one time, ain't get jumped again
This bitch wet the whole 'Wood up, won't hit the blunt again
My nigga just served a white boy, look like Jeremy Lin
[Chorus]
So many 'bows in this crib, I'm finna sell 'em out
They just like my lil' bro up, I'm tryna bail him out
Bitch, if I give you good dick, you better not run your mouth
Lil' bitch pussy so good, fucked her on the couch
Stop blowin' up my phone, you only want an ounce
Bitch, I always keep 'za, I never seen a drought
I gotta go a lil' harder, they tryna count me out
I don't need a gun, nigga, I'll knock him out
[Outro]
(Damn, Boom made this?)
(Tell 'em Rich, Rich)
(Damn, Boom made this?)
[Chorus]
So many 'bows in this crib, I'm finna sell 'em out
They just like my lil' bro up, I'm tryna bail him out
Bitch, if I give you good dick, you better not run your mouth
Lil' bitch pussy so good, fucked her on the couch
Stop blowin' up my phone, you only want an ounce
Bitch, I always keep 'za, I never seen a drought
I gotta go a lil' harder, they tryna count me out
I don't need a gun, nigga, I'll knock him out
[Verse]
Like a basketball game, I'll box him out
I'm always shit talkin', I got a dirty mouth
My lil' cousin GD from the Dirty South
Found out that nigga location, pulled up to his house
The feds on the block, pack it up and bounce
Niggas slid but it ain't hit shit, nigga, it don't count
A nigga touch me, gon' get found in the lost and found
Cappin', rappin'-ass lil' nigga need a cap and gown
I'm finna call my lil' niggas up, it's some straps around
He don't know I got the gun on me, tryna pat me down
I can't put my faith in a bitch, she gon' let me down
Fucked this bitch two times, she want anothеr round
[Chorus]
So many 'bows in this crib, I'm finna sell 'em out
They just likе my lil' bro up, I'm tryna bail him out
Bitch, if I give you good dick, you better not run your mouth
Lil' bitch pussy so good, fucked her on the couch
Stop blowin' up my phone, you only want an ounce
Bitch, I always keep 'za, I never seen a drought
I gotta go a lil' harder, they tryna count me out
I don't need a gun, nigga, I'll knock him out
[Verse 2]
Why the fuck you tryna beef and you ain't got a band?
I really thought I liked this bitch until I got up in
Don't even ask me if I got it, know I got FN
Niggas sneaky 'round this bitch, that's why I ain't got no friends
I can't even fall asleep, T, let me buy your Xans
I really came up doin' hand-to-hand
Your music wack as hell, I am not no fan
Sent so many shots at his house, sound like a marchin' band
You wanna be a Young Sack Runner, we gotta jump you in
I only got jumped one time, ain't get jumped again
This bitch wet the whole 'Wood up, won't hit the blunt again
My nigga just served a white boy, look like Jeremy Lin
[Chorus]
So many 'bows in this crib, I'm finna sell 'em out
They just like my lil' bro up, I'm tryna bail him out
Bitch, if I give you good dick, you better not run your mouth
Lil' bitch pussy so good, fucked her on the couch
Stop blowin' up my phone, you only want an ounce
Bitch, I always keep 'za, I never seen a drought
I gotta go a lil' harder, they tryna count me out
I don't need a gun, nigga, I'll knock him out
[Outro]
(Damn, Boom made this?)
(Tell 'em Rich, Rich)
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