Lyrics

What you know about that one trap Mike jordan 23 how I make that pack jumpback Jumpman on a come back Fenna take these kids to school like i brought my lunch sack Took a trip to Cali yeah I brought the runtz back What you want the vlone, pink, white, or the gruntz pack I hit the road wit dis piece I might not come back Dey know imma felon But i'm everywhere A gun at Nah We ain't chillin Can you tell me where The funds at Went in wit a little Me and bronem Gotta bunch back Yo bitch pussy open I can't fuck dat Boy tell me how you trust dat Im somewhere tryna find out where Da clucks at 3.5 in a wood almost Blew my lungs back 30 in a glizzy it's gone Blow his tongue back Call up lil Rico hit me Wit a drum pack Got my legs on swole cause my Pockets dumb phat Nigga hit my wood He don't know where His lungs at Sipping on some drank I don't know where my tongue at I hit da road and get to slapping I won't be too quick to run back Dis piece from arizona Bitch i'm talking where da suns at What you know bout Hitting the road Tryna get another load and I get em for the low All these bitches gettin sold We ballin summertime Cuz we grinding when it's cold Trust my niggas like my money Hope them niggas don't fold Remember shooting my shot at Bitches dey ain't go kuz i was broke I just finished rolling up Dis blunt finna take my soul Ran it up a couple times It ain't never took us long I need a couple honey buns To get a song Day after day I'm making Play after play Keep my ahead above the clouds Tryna stay out the way Told em follow right behind like the K after J If they step in the way we shooting K after k
Writer(s): Radrien Collier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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