slcMemo - Tonight

Sippin with ma niggas we sippin ona deuce
Niggas stay hating but i'm still getting views
Gooney ass niggaz yall some random fools
We da winnin Team we ain't neva loose
Gettin all dis paper we only counting blues
Hit yo bitch up ima text her wats da move
Shorty got da ass n some big fuckin boobs
Sending me pics she sending her nudes
Pullup to da function we pullup in da coupe
Gettin hella high we smokin wit uncle snoop
Flannel lookin fly im swaggy like ice cube
Fucc da bitch hoochie mama she a prostitute
Knockin on these niggaz i be fellin like ryan
Homie ion play you know ian lyin
Ima keep grindin n ima die fuckin tryin
Ion punch in i only do dis writtin
We da winnin team yk we be ballin
Hollon ma phone ringing
Hello?
oh shit it's da money callin
I'm player, but I'll never cheat on my bands
Counting racks with my hands, I get bucks like the clan
Choppa do you like the wind, It be blowing like a fan
And I play wit heavy metal
I be rocking like a band
Throw money ona air bitch get to fuckin dance
1k oma pockets it's hangin off ma pants
I put work on the pole yk i be glocking
Well get flocking on the streets, yk w be mobbing
Post up In a Wraith four deep in the cockpit
Ima do my money dance, while we get to trapping
I be flipping yay all day, that shit cracking
If you trying to run a fade, you know you get packed in aye

Written by:
Brandon Aguila

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