Tre$o - Food Body

You know we never lacking
Got a 30 round right in the Gucci bag
I can tell he ain't hard
Stop capping
I ain't even gone done do it I let him brag
Folks spray up the scene, do the dash
Nigga mad cause I fucked on his baby momma
Yea we all on the block with some baby llama's
I ain't all on the media fuck the drama
I give Noah the tool
Big stepper, yea I know he gone shoot it and do the honors
Took my lil shorty to Benihana's everybody looking like they seen Rihanna
Shawty ratchet, saying periana
She in medical school, she a head doctor
I don't want me a million, I want a billion
Watch me stretch him out over a damn dollar
No ASAP Rocky
I got some Fuckin Problems
I gotta try and solve em
No Clyde and Bonnie
Shawty will really bang and she strapped with a real revolver
Im from the Nawf, where you hear hella choppa's
No they not helicopters
DOA, you niggas non responsive
Nigga can't even spawn up
I got the drum on the back of the stick and you know that I'm not in a band
I heard you lost your mans, now he a fan
That was not part of the plan
Tell me, fuck nigga what you gone do bout it
Just a young nigga, eyes on a Buggati
If it's smoke with my patna I'm rude bout it
Choppa ate him up like he a food body
I got the drum on the back of the stick and you know that I'm not in a band
I heard you lost your mans, now he a fan
That was not part of the plan
Tell me, fuck nigga what you gone do bout it
Just a young nigga, eyes on a Buggati
If it's smoke with my patna I'm rude bout it
Choppa ate him up like he a food body
You know we never lacking
Got a 30 round right in the Gucci bag
I can tell he ain't hard
Stop capping
I ain't even gone done do it I let him brag
Folks spray up the scene, do the dash
Nigga mad cause I fucked on his baby momma
Yea we all on the block with some baby llama's
I ain't all on the media fuck the drama
I give Noah the tool
Big stepper, yea I know he gone shoot it and do the honors
Took my lil shorty to Benihana's everybody looking like they seen Rihanna
Shawty ratchet, saying periana
She in medical school, she a head doctor
I don't want me a million, I want a billion
Watch me stretch him out over a damn dollar
No ASAP Rocky
I got some Fuckin Problems
I gotta try and solve em
No Clyde and Bonnie
Shawty will really bang and she strapped with a real revolver
Im from the Nawf, where you hear hella choppa's
No they not helicopters
DOA, you niggas non responsive
Nigga can't even spawn up
I got the drum on the back of the stick and you know that I'm not in a band
I heard you lost your mans, now he a fan
That was not part of the plan
Tell me, fuck nigga what you gone do bout it
Just a young nigga, eyes on a Buggati
If it's smoke with my patna I'm rude bout it
Choppa ate him up like he a food body
I got the drum on the back of the stick and you know that I'm not in a band
I heard you lost your mans, now he a fan
That was not part of the plan
Tell me, fuck nigga what you gone do bout it
Just a young nigga, eyes on a Buggati
If it's smoke with my patna I'm rude bout it
Choppa ate him up like he a food body

Written by:
Chris Mitchell

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