[Intro: StanWill]
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
All the sinning I done did, how I end up blessed?
(Damn, JakeSand)
[Verse 1: StanWill]
All the sinning I done did, how I end up blessed?
Think your mans need a hand, he look in distress
Steppin' on the opps in them Triple S
This ain't a normal-ass tee, boy, it's with an X
Bitch, I'm with Babyfxce
Left a grown-ass woman with a baby face
He was typin' uppercase, hit him with baby K
On the low, we got the lo', don't think your baby safe
On the low, I hit his ho, now he hate my guts
Bustdown buffs, chain straight from Hutch
Syrup in my cup, not the maple stuff
AMGs, SRTs, you can't race with us
[Verse 2: Babyfxce E]
Yeah, I knew the nigga ain't some drank for real, he tried to shake it up
Brеak inside his crib, beat his ass, and then takе him up
Lately, I ain't fucked, so bitch, tell me why you late as fuck
Hit her in her shit because I knew she was gon' make shit up
We not tied in, stop callin' me blood before I lace you up
We just rolled a dead nigga inside a 'Wood to replace the Runtz
Almost shot the 'Wood up out my nigga hand, he tried to face the blunt
Then knocked the clerk down with all scams, she couldn't take a punch
Shit, man, I think my card Gervonta Davis
Slidin' in the striker with StanWill without no driver's training
Big-ass K in the back seat, this bitch'll rock a baby
Stayin' out of town, givin' deals, sellin' rocks for eighty
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
All the sinning I done did, how I end up blessed?
(Damn, JakeSand)
[Verse 1: StanWill]
All the sinning I done did, how I end up blessed?
Think your mans need a hand, he look in distress
Steppin' on the opps in them Triple S
This ain't a normal-ass tee, boy, it's with an X
Bitch, I'm with Babyfxce
Left a grown-ass woman with a baby face
He was typin' uppercase, hit him with baby K
On the low, we got the lo', don't think your baby safe
On the low, I hit his ho, now he hate my guts
Bustdown buffs, chain straight from Hutch
Syrup in my cup, not the maple stuff
AMGs, SRTs, you can't race with us
[Verse 2: Babyfxce E]
Yeah, I knew the nigga ain't some drank for real, he tried to shake it up
Brеak inside his crib, beat his ass, and then takе him up
Lately, I ain't fucked, so bitch, tell me why you late as fuck
Hit her in her shit because I knew she was gon' make shit up
We not tied in, stop callin' me blood before I lace you up
We just rolled a dead nigga inside a 'Wood to replace the Runtz
Almost shot the 'Wood up out my nigga hand, he tried to face the blunt
Then knocked the clerk down with all scams, she couldn't take a punch
Shit, man, I think my card Gervonta Davis
Slidin' in the striker with StanWill without no driver's training
Big-ass K in the back seat, this bitch'll rock a baby
Stayin' out of town, givin' deals, sellin' rocks for eighty
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