NBL Dlow - Where my cup at (feat. Big Toodie)

Where my cup at
I been looking for my cup
For a long while
Put my niggas on your
Block now it's a dog pile
You got raided but you out
And im just like how

C-tez with the glock
Yea this bitch bow
Brodie playing with the fetty
Yea he in a dog pound
Used to cut all my drink
I got it raw now
Fifty on the glizzy
Ima be shooting for a long while
ima catch his brother trippin
He gone be a lonely child
Ring around the rosey nigga
Pockets full of doty nigga
Please do not run up or ima treat you Like you owe me nigga
Buddy said he up a hundred bands
You gotta show me nigga
Faking like you really copped a cat but It's a stoley nigga
My shooter with me
Call him kuz he don't got no name
It's drill time pop a addy
Now he got 4 brains
You steady talking bout you shining You ain't got no chains
I'm in your bushes all black
I feel bruce wayne
Like the glock got tourette's
Yea this bitch twitching
Poison ivy money hell yea
Bitch i get to itching
Record when i shoot the blick man
I got to go and twitch it
If i beat this case i'm going a long mile
I ain't taking no dumb time
Take me to trial
Threw the scope with the left
Ima creep something
D-wade with the gen 5
Ima heat something
Ima keep it all x-rated
I ain't gone bleep nun
Feeling like a dead beat daddy
Ima leave something
If a nigga play then control alt
Delete something
I do what i wanna do
Move how i wanna move
Play with the guys like your pops then Ima punish you
And i ain't doing shit for free
I need a light check
Gucci shirt with balencis
This a light flex
You sipping on that bullshit
That ain't hi-tech
Fuck you and your niggas
Bitch my guys next
My nigga hit the work so hard they Call him ronda rousey
Wop told me hit his cup
And now i'm feeling drowsy
Them j's up in the morning
Like they rickey smiley
All my niggas having motion
No bums around me
I was in your hood serving
They said your work was lousy
Im a real bad boy like im mike lowry
I be rappin and i'm shooting
Like im kyle lowry
Ima bark with this blick
Like it's dog chicken
Niggas probably in the game
But the ball missing
Nigga gangsta on the net
I'm bout to call a tech
I got my stripes in every game im Feeling like the ref
Lost a finger in counting money
Call it gang green
I go dumb dumb on them
Call me jim carry
My daddy used to have them birds
But i don't call him larry
Haunted house with the blick
Make it very scary go go
I was high off the drank
I don't know what i said
Hit his ass five times
I don't know what he said
Nigga out here acting like debo
Bitch im craig

Bitch im really declassified
I'm feeling like ned
Build a bear with the bbl
She looking like ted
We been going all damn night
She think i'm off the meds
Think i'm off the meds

Written by:
Darion Wickliffe, William Mason

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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