Amar - Steve Austin
Getting money am I notPockets full of knots
I need this Guap
And a lot
Enough to fill a lot
She say she down to make some money Well bae I got a slot
They say this shit is like a sport
Well bitch I'm at the top
You want them bowls for the low
Well how much you got
I could ship another load like I'm Dave Scott
Heard you tried to steal the sauce but that shit flopped
223 choppas AR's big as rick Ross
My Drakeo just like Nemo
Catch a body get lost
Yo bitch love the wait beat it
Let hit it raw
20k light dubs my bitch know
That's a light floss
Mix designers drugs with Louie
Guess what the drip cost
Hit the stu, den drop couple racks 'cause I'ma big boss
Hit the bitch then on to the next I feel like Steve Austin
All this gas that I smoke yeah it really got me sauce walking
I been running to the bag nigga you jogging
They ask the team to pass the ball
Nigga we hogging
Pouring fours back to back tell the doc that I'm coughing
I should be sponsored with this shit ima hit Spaulding
Pick yo brother up heard he got left all up in a coffin
Caution tape around the scene they just white chalked em
Nigga talking high powered well let's see about it
Doubt he got 40 with beam and a switch around it
So fuck up out my face
Tay - K In this bitch lil nigga ima do the race
Im in a Benz supercharger
Im might go to space
Betta not step up outta Line
I put you in yo place
Smoking all these woods to the face
I can't feel my face
Written by:
Michael Mariano
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