[Intro: B. Lou]
TreOnTheBeat, yeah
You ready?
[Verse 1: B. Lou]
Got them packin' for my 'migo (Plug)
All my shooters carry .50 (Doo, doo, doo)
Dream chasin' like Omelly (Milly rock)
On the block, I hit my milly
Rubber bands to the ceiling (Bands to the ceiling)
Pop a nigga, like a willy (Get 'em popped)
Came from robbing and drug-dealing (Drug-dealing)
These hoes can't get me in my feelings
Nigga, just fuck all the shit that you talkin', nigga, get chalk and them bullets start poppin'
Getting this money like it is no option, put in that work every day, I'ma clock in
Fuck with the bro, we gon' spread out his noggin, all of my niggas eat Lunchables
I'm make you feelin' uncomfortable, this really why I don't fuck wit' you ('Cause I'm-)
'Cause I'm lost in mountains (Uh-huh)
Smoking high, I can't count, and
So much money, need accountants
My balance is off-balance (B. Lou, B. Lou)
Yeah, they tryna be B. Lou, but they can't be me, no (Nah)
Yeah, they just wanna come and see me, yeah (See me)
But they can't never ever see me, yeah (John Cena)
'Cause I got on too many VV's, huh (Bling)
Yeah, B. Lou, I'm from the hustle (Hustle)
Yeah, I been ballin', I'm a all star (Star)
Nigga, I been pullin' off in NASCAR, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
They cannot stop me on my worst day (Fuck)
Yeah, I will kill you in the worst way, huh (Yeah)
TreOnTheBeat, yeah
You ready?
[Verse 1: B. Lou]
Got them packin' for my 'migo (Plug)
All my shooters carry .50 (Doo, doo, doo)
Dream chasin' like Omelly (Milly rock)
On the block, I hit my milly
Rubber bands to the ceiling (Bands to the ceiling)
Pop a nigga, like a willy (Get 'em popped)
Came from robbing and drug-dealing (Drug-dealing)
These hoes can't get me in my feelings
Nigga, just fuck all the shit that you talkin', nigga, get chalk and them bullets start poppin'
Getting this money like it is no option, put in that work every day, I'ma clock in
Fuck with the bro, we gon' spread out his noggin, all of my niggas eat Lunchables
I'm make you feelin' uncomfortable, this really why I don't fuck wit' you ('Cause I'm-)
'Cause I'm lost in mountains (Uh-huh)
Smoking high, I can't count, and
So much money, need accountants
My balance is off-balance (B. Lou, B. Lou)
Yeah, they tryna be B. Lou, but they can't be me, no (Nah)
Yeah, they just wanna come and see me, yeah (See me)
But they can't never ever see me, yeah (John Cena)
'Cause I got on too many VV's, huh (Bling)
Yeah, B. Lou, I'm from the hustle (Hustle)
Yeah, I been ballin', I'm a all star (Star)
Nigga, I been pullin' off in NASCAR, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
They cannot stop me on my worst day (Fuck)
Yeah, I will kill you in the worst way, huh (Yeah)
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