AK Gotta Hustle - God Damn

(Uh uh uh)
God damm look at that
I know what to do with it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Act like I'm a fool in it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hit me if you cool wit it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Later on I know I'm gonna kill it

God damm look at that
I know what to do with it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Act like I'm a fool in it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hit me if you cool wit it
Yeah, yeah,yeah
Later on I know I'm gonna kill it

Hit you off soon as I hit the door
Kit Kat break you off
That's a fact
Girl I have you lost you fucken
Wit a boss
Gucci draws diamonds in my cross whipping up the sauce
Trapping for a Porsche
Trying to get the crib wit marble floors
Barely floss trying to stack it all
Ball til I fall
On accord fuck you like a dog
Have you calling lord
She performed then I'm gone Might see you later on it's the don
Drink in my palm Ballin like LeBron yeah I'm on joint in each arm smoking on the bomb Yeah it keep me calm Keep you Niggas wit your jewelry on Eyeing me Like she want to Get it like she want to hit it hit me baby later on if you wit it

God damm look at that
I know what to do with it
Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Act like I'm a fool in it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hit me if you cool wit it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Later on I know I'm gonna kill it

God damm look at that
I know what to do with it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Act like I'm a fool in it
Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Hit me if you cool wit it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Later on I know I'm gonna kill it

Shorty looking like a scoopy snack
Wit the dubie wrap
When she walk the lil booty slap
I know what to do wit that
Make it clap
Hit it from the back
Pulling on the tracks
Searching up her back
Full attack all up in the cat
Fucking up the slot
Jackpot
Make the bed rock
She go down let the head bop
She don't wanna stop
She just wanna chill for a while
More tic toc
Bust down wrist watch
Yeah, that's my tic toc
Who you loving
Who you wanna be fucking
I got a lot of joints around
I aiN't the one to be trusted
We need to get into something
I ani't trying to hear nothing
Shorty I'm 20 band clutching
These niggas anit saying nothing

Written by:
Casaan Saunders

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