Huh
Man, f*ck y'all nigga, haha, straight up
F*ck y'all nigga, huh (?)
Won't walk around with my head down, why?
I promise I'ma be the trillest one until I die
F*ck you niggas, bye, all I need is God
And it's whatever bitch, and you can see in my eyes
I ride solo on a thing that be up in my ride
It's my .45, watch it glide on the chrome tires
Smiling in my face and falling took my place
Backstabbers, hold up a minute, wait
And you probably got guns, probably got cake
But let me tell you something, f*cking with me ain't safe
Trust, I won't play 'bout that, the gangster stuff, I stay 'bout that
No fiction here, I'm statin' facts and all I got to say 'bout that is
Smiling in my face, f*ck y'all nigga
I know they wanna take my place
But I don't say what up y'all niggas
'Cause I don't really trust y'all niggas
I'm feeling like, f*ck y'all nigga (f*ck y'all nigga)
Man, f*ck y'all nigga (f*ck y'all nigga, look, look)
F*ck you, f*ck you with no rubber
Big long dick it's been a long ass struggle
After all that hustling and all that trouble
After all those lawyers, we spent all that money
And we still all Gucci, yup, all of us
I got a lot of haters, long as my niggas love me
Judgement, hit Instagram and try and hurt ya boy
F*ck it, make sure you (?)
I go purp bizzare, you know how I are
Quarter million dollar car, I am not a star
And that's just how I feel, and you know what it is
I'ma tell you to your face when I'll see you man
Man, f*ck y'all nigga, haha, straight up
F*ck y'all nigga, huh (?)
Won't walk around with my head down, why?
I promise I'ma be the trillest one until I die
F*ck you niggas, bye, all I need is God
And it's whatever bitch, and you can see in my eyes
I ride solo on a thing that be up in my ride
It's my .45, watch it glide on the chrome tires
Smiling in my face and falling took my place
Backstabbers, hold up a minute, wait
And you probably got guns, probably got cake
But let me tell you something, f*cking with me ain't safe
Trust, I won't play 'bout that, the gangster stuff, I stay 'bout that
No fiction here, I'm statin' facts and all I got to say 'bout that is
Smiling in my face, f*ck y'all nigga
I know they wanna take my place
But I don't say what up y'all niggas
'Cause I don't really trust y'all niggas
I'm feeling like, f*ck y'all nigga (f*ck y'all nigga)
Man, f*ck y'all nigga (f*ck y'all nigga, look, look)
F*ck you, f*ck you with no rubber
Big long dick it's been a long ass struggle
After all that hustling and all that trouble
After all those lawyers, we spent all that money
And we still all Gucci, yup, all of us
I got a lot of haters, long as my niggas love me
Judgement, hit Instagram and try and hurt ya boy
F*ck it, make sure you (?)
I go purp bizzare, you know how I are
Quarter million dollar car, I am not a star
And that's just how I feel, and you know what it is
I'ma tell you to your face when I'll see you man
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!