[Intro]
JayForeiign
[Verse 1]
I can't lie I woke up hot 'cause another nigga dissed me
Checked my DM and it's another bitch miss me
If another nigga play, it's go be a couple niggas missing
A bitch know that I don't go nowhere without this Glizzy
That time I did I don't regret it
Come on, let's pop out, I'm with Chevy
Ain't backing down, you niggas know who ran the town before I said it
Been paid my dues on the West, know I stayed that way for a minute
Done made every pop on the South, they ain't spending no less than fifty
Still know some hoes from the North, gutta bitches real gritty
Like, what's the lo'? I know you know, bitch, what's the ticket? We'll split it
Okay, my attitude real rude, my girl real pretty
A gentleman because I'm Lynn son, that gangster shit Will did it
I just popped one, went to sleep, woke up, I still feel it
Boy, you ain't shot nothing, you ain't fooling me, I know you didn't
Okay, we got one, straight off the press before you mix the soda with it
I'm sliding solo, dolo with it, I don't need no co-defendant
[Chorus]
Okay, now bitch, please
Give me the keys to open up the gates, I'm finna free Squeeze
Heard that boy hit up, he can't get up, shit look like swiss cheese
Oh, you the snow man, Young Jeezy
Your diamonds dance, Chris Breezy
All in New Orleans pouring drink
Bitch, I can't lie, I feel like Lil Weezy
JayForeiign
[Verse 1]
I can't lie I woke up hot 'cause another nigga dissed me
Checked my DM and it's another bitch miss me
If another nigga play, it's go be a couple niggas missing
A bitch know that I don't go nowhere without this Glizzy
That time I did I don't regret it
Come on, let's pop out, I'm with Chevy
Ain't backing down, you niggas know who ran the town before I said it
Been paid my dues on the West, know I stayed that way for a minute
Done made every pop on the South, they ain't spending no less than fifty
Still know some hoes from the North, gutta bitches real gritty
Like, what's the lo'? I know you know, bitch, what's the ticket? We'll split it
Okay, my attitude real rude, my girl real pretty
A gentleman because I'm Lynn son, that gangster shit Will did it
I just popped one, went to sleep, woke up, I still feel it
Boy, you ain't shot nothing, you ain't fooling me, I know you didn't
Okay, we got one, straight off the press before you mix the soda with it
I'm sliding solo, dolo with it, I don't need no co-defendant
[Chorus]
Okay, now bitch, please
Give me the keys to open up the gates, I'm finna free Squeeze
Heard that boy hit up, he can't get up, shit look like swiss cheese
Oh, you the snow man, Young Jeezy
Your diamonds dance, Chris Breezy
All in New Orleans pouring drink
Bitch, I can't lie, I feel like Lil Weezy
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