Gold Medal Music - Other Sh*t (feat. Waldo, Veno Da Don & Niño)
Back on my shit like I forgot to wipe
Might pop off the vibe
Tryna see whatcha like
Gotta beef up the price
Tryna be more precise
I want beef on the rice
She want keep on the lights
Trapped in the Nap til I jump out the gate
If I ask how you what it might be boutcha life
Ain’t sleep thru no nights
I can sleep when I die
Long as I can provide for my son I’m alright
Got this bitch on my left and a freak to my right
Met that bitch around 6 I’m gone fuck by tonight
She like “Veno you cold” started rolling her eyes
Whipped it out, started sucking my dick with some ice
All my niggas slang fire cuz you nigga’s won’t fight
Get you gone with the wind give a fuck bout your life
If I fuck your hoe once I can fuck that hoe twice
But 3 times is a charm so I did that shit thrice, uh
Aye, who shorty in our section though for real
Shit, I don’t know you know this bitch
I don’t know this bitch, hell nah I don’t know this bitch
You know this bitch
Hell naw, shit
You can’t tell her to move
I mean
Man I got it, ight
Alright go ahead
Aye
Bitch move, get out the way
I need them racks in my face
I be outchere making plays
Think you coming over to my place
Bitch please, you can’t know where I stay
Keep a pole where I play
But this ain’t no playground my nigga
You cannot hang around nigga
They spraying them triggers
But we made a way out
Blue hunnits in a safe now
Pull them blues out the safe
Put like 2 in yo face
I’m known to tattoo til I’m blue in the face
I’m pretty taboo when it comes to you lames
Fuck if you coo bitch I’m hot like a flame
I fuck up yo spot when I step in this thang
I fuck up yo day when yo bitch say my name
I fuck up yo arm or yo leg or yo ass or yo chin any skin if you send it my way
I’m stacking til I get that 41 day date
I fuck around and make a play and slide to the A
We still 500 all gas no brakes
Gold medal NA$Ateam give it all what it takes
Everyone involved yeah we all get a plate
The world don’t revolve it just spin that way
My nigga Veno hit me said he back in the city
Know a couple bad bitties tryna link around 8
We dick em down kick em out back to the cake
Can't sit around gotta meeting gotta make
I’m rolling like the Pillsbury dough boy baby
She see me like breezy young thugga go crazy
We on Pat Mahomes shit fuck Pat Swazy
Just passed through ya hometown doing like 80
17 hours just praying that we make it
Every chance that I had wasn’t givin had to take it
Alright then y’all Ima fuck with y’all
Alright then, shit Niño whatchu got going on
I see you got a lil smooth booty on deck
Man you already know how I what man
You already know I’m finna lay it down
Chopsticks with KD got me riding in cutlass
In other words please don’t push my buttons
Yeah I’m all about hustle
Score pass the rock on ya block triple doubles
Bitch playing crazy like I ain’t help you bubble
Send her back to the streets tell her she ain’t nothing
Arrogant and cocky man I never been humble
Ima dish you off to my brother I don’t love you
Call Waldo told em ink me
Veno rolling woods yeah potent and it’s stinky
Free lil Beno man he only got 4 more
Got damn already did a 10 piece
Riding with the heat heart cold and it’s empty
In a monkey suit I ain’t never wore Fendi
Ima dopeboy please don’t tempt me
Ima hypocrite Cartier or Givenchy
Written by:
Gold Medal Music, Devin Waldon, Elijah Glover, Stewart James, Veno Don
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