[Hook]
She wanna come seduce a nigga
If you say that you hard,better prove it nigga
With that money shit, you know I'm fluent with it
In the truck, you know I gotta ride with the cutter with me
Go and hit a lil vibe, then it's back to business
Got the FN on me, and attachments with it
Gotta fuck with the gang, it's a circle business
Got a CC on me with no credit limit
Had to ran up them racks for some better livin'
Only focus on bread, I got tunnel vision
Damn lil mama sexy, her figure & shape impress me
Ain't got time for texting, we fuckin' all night no resting
Focused on my revenue, In the Grand Coupe and the Sky Blue
[Verse 1]
With a bad vibe smoking [?]
Send them reapers lurking just to find you
Can't even express myself, cause I ain't got no feelings inside my body
For my family kids, I'll pullthat pistol out and kill somebody
If we hit a lick together, then nigga you better not tell nobody
Yeah your conversation cool, but tonight I really just want your body
I can't spend a night with you, I ain't even tryna fight with you
I ain't nothin' like them other niggas, I might pull up and drop some ice on you
Maybe I'm not right for you, I got too much work to do
Know this might hurt you, When you live a certain lifestyle like mine niggas wanna burn you
Gotta make sure I'm never stressed out, everywhere I go I got my chest out
Droppin' hits, now I'm the best out
Streets wicked, shit get treacherous
Niggas two-faced, they get devilish
Stand on what I say, I don't edit it
I'm a vet dog, I'm accredited, For real
She wanna come seduce a nigga
If you say that you hard,better prove it nigga
With that money shit, you know I'm fluent with it
In the truck, you know I gotta ride with the cutter with me
Go and hit a lil vibe, then it's back to business
Got the FN on me, and attachments with it
Gotta fuck with the gang, it's a circle business
Got a CC on me with no credit limit
Had to ran up them racks for some better livin'
Only focus on bread, I got tunnel vision
Damn lil mama sexy, her figure & shape impress me
Ain't got time for texting, we fuckin' all night no resting
Focused on my revenue, In the Grand Coupe and the Sky Blue
[Verse 1]
With a bad vibe smoking [?]
Send them reapers lurking just to find you
Can't even express myself, cause I ain't got no feelings inside my body
For my family kids, I'll pullthat pistol out and kill somebody
If we hit a lick together, then nigga you better not tell nobody
Yeah your conversation cool, but tonight I really just want your body
I can't spend a night with you, I ain't even tryna fight with you
I ain't nothin' like them other niggas, I might pull up and drop some ice on you
Maybe I'm not right for you, I got too much work to do
Know this might hurt you, When you live a certain lifestyle like mine niggas wanna burn you
Gotta make sure I'm never stressed out, everywhere I go I got my chest out
Droppin' hits, now I'm the best out
Streets wicked, shit get treacherous
Niggas two-faced, they get devilish
Stand on what I say, I don't edit it
I'm a vet dog, I'm accredited, For real
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