[Intro]
Playin', if you take the bread, leave the back door cracked (Yeah)
Playin', if you take the bread, leave the back door cracked (Yeah)
Send 'em, send 'em, I need all threats (Yeah)
You can't get 'em gone in the same day, don't call my phone (Yeah)
(Cutta we rich)
[Chorus]
Send 'em, send 'em, I need all threats (Yeah, yeah)
You can't get 'em gone in the same day, don't call my phone back (Yeah)
Spinnin', spinnin', get his soul snatched (Yeah, yeah)
Said I'm playin', if you take the bread, leave the back door cracked (Yeah)
Sippin', sippin', and throw a four back (Yeah, yeah)
Soda cream part the red lean like it's Moses (Yeah)
Whip it, whip it, get in that bowl, dawg (Yeah, yeah)
Icin' up my wrist, spray from that whip, six figures, both arms (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Real trap nigga, I serve plenty, I don't know y'all (I don't know y'all)
Thirty-six, I flip thirty-six your kick, but you a show off (Mm, that's a small one)
That's what's on my ho arm and she don't even show y'all (And she don't even show y'all)
Safe sex on the sofa, the arm rest, I sit my pole on (Mm, I sit my gun on)
Any trick that get a trick from me, I make her go long (I make 'em stretch)
G6 bottle water in that Rolls, gettin' my roll on
Bitch kept gettin' my pants wet, when she faced me, told her, "Hold on" (I told her, "[?]")
Green grass, space for all the snakes, I make them grown on
My brother passed, choppa in his hand, he was a soldier (He was a gangsta)
Green-tipped 556, bend him out like cobras
Blank X, perc'd up behind tent, you gettin' in mode, huh? (I'm gettin' loaded)
Yeah, he stretched, work, can't rest, this a whole one
Went back to my old plug, we even, I didn't owe him (I didn't owe him)
Front a nigga, I need every digit to his social (To his social)
Only way you ain't get what I gave you, is if you sold 'em (It's if you sold 'em)
If they flick you, just don't tell 'em where you get the load from, yeah
Playin', if you take the bread, leave the back door cracked (Yeah)
Playin', if you take the bread, leave the back door cracked (Yeah)
Send 'em, send 'em, I need all threats (Yeah)
You can't get 'em gone in the same day, don't call my phone (Yeah)
(Cutta we rich)
[Chorus]
Send 'em, send 'em, I need all threats (Yeah, yeah)
You can't get 'em gone in the same day, don't call my phone back (Yeah)
Spinnin', spinnin', get his soul snatched (Yeah, yeah)
Said I'm playin', if you take the bread, leave the back door cracked (Yeah)
Sippin', sippin', and throw a four back (Yeah, yeah)
Soda cream part the red lean like it's Moses (Yeah)
Whip it, whip it, get in that bowl, dawg (Yeah, yeah)
Icin' up my wrist, spray from that whip, six figures, both arms (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Real trap nigga, I serve plenty, I don't know y'all (I don't know y'all)
Thirty-six, I flip thirty-six your kick, but you a show off (Mm, that's a small one)
That's what's on my ho arm and she don't even show y'all (And she don't even show y'all)
Safe sex on the sofa, the arm rest, I sit my pole on (Mm, I sit my gun on)
Any trick that get a trick from me, I make her go long (I make 'em stretch)
G6 bottle water in that Rolls, gettin' my roll on
Bitch kept gettin' my pants wet, when she faced me, told her, "Hold on" (I told her, "[?]")
Green grass, space for all the snakes, I make them grown on
My brother passed, choppa in his hand, he was a soldier (He was a gangsta)
Green-tipped 556, bend him out like cobras
Blank X, perc'd up behind tent, you gettin' in mode, huh? (I'm gettin' loaded)
Yeah, he stretched, work, can't rest, this a whole one
Went back to my old plug, we even, I didn't owe him (I didn't owe him)
Front a nigga, I need every digit to his social (To his social)
Only way you ain't get what I gave you, is if you sold 'em (It's if you sold 'em)
If they flick you, just don't tell 'em where you get the load from, yeah
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