J7K - 7S (feat. Caleb2Shiesty)
Niggas be talkin' that shit, these niggas be cap
Uh, niggas be talkin' that shit, these niggas be cap
Niggas better stay in their house, he came outside, then he got his ass whacked
We got money for days and money for weeks
I'm talkin' about shipping it off, gettin' the money, catchin' the play
I'm up in the scope, facin' my faith
I'm up in the scope and I'm facin' my faith
I'm up in the scope and I'm facin' my faith
Prayin' every time that I call, there's a pickup
Prayin' every time that I call, there's a pickup
Money came out the damn ground like a sit-up
Put the money on his head like a chin up Feelin' like Scar, you can call me the Reaper
Fuck her one time, give her back you can keep her
Only fuck with a lil' bitch, cause she a eater
Ain't takin' me too long, it ain't nothin' to please me
We walk in the club when I throw a dub
No Russian roulette we ain't throwing in no sub
You giving up, pussy, you still on the hub
When I get on the feature, you know I go dumb
You don't like how I act, you can get the fuck on
I put on some strong ass lotion and that strong-ass cologne
We fresh out the box, man, that gas bitch too strong
And hoes be assumin' you lyin', you wrong
If he do all that talkin', we gon' send him home
Fuck what you sayin', lil' nigga, what you on
I hop in the car, take off, bitch, I'm gone
I'm poppin' my shit and I'm back in my zone
I'm back in my zone, this ho be geekin
I'm back in my zone, this ho be tweakin
I'm fuckin' that ho for the weekend
She talkin' about sleepin' and geekin
I'm talkin' about goin', drivin' a foreign
Kickin' that ho out, right in the morning
I gotta go out, back on the R-Route
Told that ho, you don't even know about
I said, the seven and Shiesty fuckin' yo' bitch is likely ha ha
Ha, ha, I said, seven of Shiesty, fuckin' yo' bitch is likely ha ha
, nigga be mad, gettin' his feelings like
Call up Shiesty, goin' for the finish, huh
He goin' for the finish, we don't even need the image
Pull up on yo' bitch, you don't even know we a gremlin
Spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', we dizzy
I don't even know, but you gotta keep spinnin
Go, go, get that bag gotta get money, gotta count that cash
Nigga be mad, go get dough
Nigga be mad, go get a ho
Nigga be mad, go get money
Cause we on the shit that you wanna know
Damn, puttin' that shit on
I wish a nigga damn would
We put that blitz on
Hit stick on, got yo' bitch on
Yeah, got yo' bitch on, nigga
Got yo' bitch on, nigga
Got yo' bitch on, nigga
Written by:
Caleb Mathis, Jaquez Taborn
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