Lil Primo - Fired

The blunt be fired like it's laid off
Take no days off and I'm paid off
All my bros salute like they Adolf
Put that bitch in gear and let it take off

Getting to the bag
Get a lot of cash
Heard these haters mad
Catch an opp don't brag
I could tell she want me
We don't need do speak
And I move discreet
This chop will paint your feet

You gotta get real bae
I got no feelings bae
Please stop thinking about me
It wouldn't do you good
And im doing good
And the money good
And the weed good
And her pussy good

Man you trippin on that bitch i never trip on no bitch (Never)
Ever since that bitch what's her name, yea she switched
Lifetime full of pain made me ball hard like this
Pick up on the work scale up, make it flip

Let the choppa sing like a melody (Yea)
Always hear my name they like to mention me
Heard you switched up where's your integrity
I never fucked that hoe that's allegedly
Ayy
Yuh

Ima smoke all day long and roll these leaves hoe
What we smoking real strong make you wheeze hoe
Put These diamonds on cold make you freeze hoe
Rock the pro club with designer that's my stilo

Written by:
Angel Sitan

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