Prynce Greedy - Bacc On My

I'm back up on my bullshit
Back to the trenches wit a glizzy and a full clip
Word to my opps, man you don't wanna pull shit
Yo moms gon need to get a preacher for that pulpit
Back on my bullshit
You need to cut the bullshit
I hate a pussy nigga always tryna pull dick
I put two titties on that drac and she gon bust quick
All that back and forth on IG cut the fuck shit
Back on my bullshit
Three two one bitch I'm takin off
I got that call them crackers cut that fuckin bracelet off
I touched a fifty ball off a brick of fentanyl
But that ain't why I had to sit don't get it twisted dog
This shit ain't cap at all, I came up off a PPP
SBA PUA fuck it EDD
I been a playa all my life no ain't no hoe in me
Can break a bitch before she ever think of playin me
I put that on my seed
Yo bm love a Crip nigga
But she a rachet wit no standards I can't deal wit her
She for the streets she ain't for me but imma still hit her
I might be light skinned but I always been a field nigga
Yeah for real nigga
Now who want the smoke I'm mad as fuck I'm Opp shoppin
I heard them lil songs and them disses they not poppin
You can try whatever you want I'm not stoppin
Should I ride wit the Glock or the stick, I got options
I'm back up on my bullshit
Back to the trenches wit a glizzy and a full clip
Word to my opps, man you don't wanna pull shit
Yo moms gon need to get a preacher for that pulpit
Back on my bullshit
You need to cut the bullshit
I hate a pussy nigga always tryna pull dick
I put two titties on that drac and she gon bust quick
All that back and forth on IG cut the fuck shit
Back on my bullshit
Heard you goin live now I'm tuning in
Watchin for shit you bout to say because I wanna spin
And if I miss then fuck it imma spin again
Me and my ex broke up so fuck it imma hit her friend cause I'm too playa
I told you I can't save a bitch
My kryptonite is being broke so I can't chase a chick
These niggas actin like they got it where they paper at
I ran up fifty in a week and didn't break a sweat
It take cash to go to war nigga
Ain't got a criminal record so how you hard nigga
I was trappin the bundles you had a job nigga
I solicit the strippers who got the frauds nigga
They swipin cards nigga
Now tell me who wanna beef I'm on a roll at opp droppin
Why would you wanna go against Greedy the top Shotta
I can drop til I'm seventy-six I'm not floppin
Should I ride wit the mac or the tec I got options
I'm back up on my bullshit
Back to the trenches wit a glizzy and a full clip
Word to my opps, man you don't wanna pull shit
Yo moms gon need to get a preacher for that pulpit
Back on my bullshit
You need to cut the bullshit
I hate a pussy nigga always tryna pull dick
I put two titties on that drac and she gon bust quick
All that back and forth on IG cut the fuck shit
Back on my bullshit

Written by:
Demetrius Welton

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