[Chorus: Ohsxnta]
Yeah, sick like i got the flu
I need the money yeah i need the blues
Talk on gang, he can get screwed
Who is you? i never met youu…
These niggas thinkin' i'ma fool
L-Lame ass nigga you wearing no trues
That ain’t my dick bitch it’s my tool
I’m swiping cards ain’t no fools
[Bridge: Ohsxnta]
Damn, damn, damn
[Chorus: Ohsxnta]
I don’t shop at a mall, cause there ain’t no undercover at a mall
Fucking that bitch i got it in her jaw
Yeah, that ho', she don’t got no flaws
I'm on the weed bitch i don’t talk
I'm going up, no i can’t fall
I'm finna show these niggas how to ball (ball)
[Verse: 1vory]
Huh, i’m finna show these niggas how to flex
I ain’t even trying nigga that’s yo best
I'll shit on these niggas who next?
I call up the gang and they stеpping on necks
N-n-new Glock, feel like Dеx
I get the check and i’m stressed
Said that you'll up on me? ok bet (you dumb)
(tsg, pssh)
I put that bag on bro go fetch
These niggas be so sad
These niggas going out bad
He tryna turn and rob me out my bag
That’s yo' ho' my bad
Yeah i’m on this flat
And on me my pockets fat
I-i-i’m like bro c'mon you reachin' nigga woah there
You know we don’t even go there
You think that’s the road that’s small there
I get no hoes like better pair
These niggas be trolls i ain’t never cared
I’m smoking on Za no i don’t share
You seeing this smoke it’s in the air
Yeah, sick like i got the flu
I need the money yeah i need the blues
Talk on gang, he can get screwed
Who is you? i never met youu…
These niggas thinkin' i'ma fool
L-Lame ass nigga you wearing no trues
That ain’t my dick bitch it’s my tool
I’m swiping cards ain’t no fools
[Bridge: Ohsxnta]
Damn, damn, damn
[Chorus: Ohsxnta]
I don’t shop at a mall, cause there ain’t no undercover at a mall
Fucking that bitch i got it in her jaw
Yeah, that ho', she don’t got no flaws
I'm on the weed bitch i don’t talk
I'm going up, no i can’t fall
I'm finna show these niggas how to ball (ball)
[Verse: 1vory]
Huh, i’m finna show these niggas how to flex
I ain’t even trying nigga that’s yo best
I'll shit on these niggas who next?
I call up the gang and they stеpping on necks
N-n-new Glock, feel like Dеx
I get the check and i’m stressed
Said that you'll up on me? ok bet (you dumb)
(tsg, pssh)
I put that bag on bro go fetch
These niggas be so sad
These niggas going out bad
He tryna turn and rob me out my bag
That’s yo' ho' my bad
Yeah i’m on this flat
And on me my pockets fat
I-i-i’m like bro c'mon you reachin' nigga woah there
You know we don’t even go there
You think that’s the road that’s small there
I get no hoes like better pair
These niggas be trolls i ain’t never cared
I’m smoking on Za no i don’t share
You seeing this smoke it’s in the air
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