[Intro: 870glizzy]
Shit y'all
Shit
Ay, ay

[Verse 1: 870glizzy]
Yo, I still got it if you need the weed
All my niggas 'boutta profit tryna feed the team
Baby go crazy with the neck I had to feed her meat
And if she put that pussy on me then them cheeks is beat
I ain't tryna pipe you niggas beats niggas beats is weak
I ain't tryna buy your beats quit dming me
Need a deposit for the feet so have the bread ready
24-hour turn around send the rest to me
Yo, my niggas know I'm bring the profit in
Slap your roll pockets on swole hippopotamus
Floody haven't noticed why the hoes pocket watch 'em
The suckas broke his jokes who you foolin' you are not the shit
The snakes where I be so I keep my back door closed
Those blicks stay with me I never leave without that po
My youngest train to squeeze they quick to go and tag a toe
We really [?] we quick to go and crack a dome

Ayy we a crack ya dome quick Nina Ross on me lil brodie got the fo nit
It's speaking on the crew so if we catch 'em then we on 'em
I gotta keep it cool the block hot like a summer
Nina Ross on me Glizzy got the fo' fever
My eyes blame [?] if niggas reach they meet the reaper
I like yo chain better pray that I don't see ya
Cuz it's a hater's stain in broad day typa season
I pop these pills to numb my pain
But out my anger in that pussy so she feel the rage
The way a K to kick it make me feel like Johnny Cage
When I let it spray, play crazy you gon' make me go back to my younger ways
I was a grimy little nigga in my younger days
But still ain' nothing change, the only difference is I'm chasing chicks and stacking pay
Only thing I'm trippin' 'bout is million stackin' in the bank
And that's on the gang
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