Boss Bigg & Chav - Detroit Wave

Off White on a book bag
Nigga say he got work but we took that
My dawgs been thru it all when I look back
And anytime we fell off boy we shook back
(Doin plenty numbers)
Since Unc taught me how to cook crack
Paid her bills wit a punch it aint jump back
I just want her from the back her shit dumb fat
Dirty ass bitch she just want me ‘cuz I upped racks
Damn
I came up off a penny nigga
Choppa leave em in a wheelchair he Jimmy nigga
If you talkin money my niggas gettin plenty nigga
Str8 drop in da pot trappin wit a semi nigga
100 rounds in the drum its hittin any nigga
Hit a lick and I fukked his bitch
Hit her from the back make her titties jiggle
Im smokin out da turkey and im breakin down a P
While im listening to Biggie nigga
That boy say he havin racks im like, Oh really nigga?
I have my youngins take that like they Diddy nigga
100 Round cinnabun drum look like some titties nigga
I dont care bout where that boy from just go and get em nigga
Yeah im 74 but you might catch me wit some Billies
Hit the road for them millys
Who got pros in yo city
Whole mouth fulla gold now yo hoe wanna come wit me
It dont matter where we go cuz that pole comin wit me nigga
These niggas out here fulla cap
Hat tricks!
Boy you know you just a rabbit
Been jumped off that porch ask my mama
Bitch I been a savage
Might catch me on the westside wit a bad bitch
Skrrt skrrt im switchin lanes tho
He think he tough get whipped out his chain tho
Genny nigga in the A gettin change tho
500 For a Dolce belt money long as train smoke
We all in this foreign strapped like you aint know
He play wit us he catchin bullets like Dwayne Bowe
Got hood credits nigga aint no city that I cant go
But damn they done took my brother Cash say it aint so
Cant trust none of these hoes cuz they all eaters
Buss down a brick slapped the dog they gon call PETA
Buss down my wrist now yo bitch tryna call me up
Be glad I want you lil bitch cuz I dont need ya
You lil bitches is so weird its a damn shame
How you let a nigga seed you up then he left when the baby came
(Lil goofy ass)
She gon suck me til her neck break
Real killers upstate get robbed on yo lunch break
Lil freak bitch tryna eat me up like a cupcake
Im just tryna fuck think im cuffin get hit wit da pump fake
Boy put that check up ima back these racks out
150 Plus a 50 sittin on the dash now
Horses in the engine make me smash out
Whole gang swipin up in Saks I just cashed out
Fake niggas steady throwing stones in a glass house
Betta respect my name when it come out yo damn mouth
Hi Tech and Percs in a Goyard
I just beat a case but im still gon do more fraud
This aint nothin new we was like this before yall
Str8 off the boat get it right pass the coast guards

Written by:
Christopher Romero, Christopher Wesley

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