Jizzle 5 x We$tside Stinge - Nike Book Bag
Hopped on a plane 50 bands in a Nike book bag
When you walkin past TSA never look back
I was wit my nigga tryna get some fire weed to da ak
Meetings wit different plugs seeing who had the best batch
Hopped on a plane 50 bands in a Nike book bag
When you walkin past TSA never look back
I was wit my nigga tryna get some fire weed to da ak
Meetings wit different plugs seeing who had the best batch
All showing love cuz they know we turn around fast
You the type to run off when they toss a lil bag
Never wanna hustle for it always lookin for lash
What we got this muscle for take one step you getting blast
You gone catch some shells tryna take sumn
I'm tryna prevail feel the hate comin
My nigga innat cell told me shake sumn
So I bought a mini scale and I start dumpin
So I bagged 28s and filled my lungs wit the shake
Then I hit up smokers, the ones I knew had pape
And they paid that ticket, they ain't never complain
Cuz they knew I risked it, I got that shit onna...
It ain't my fault if they don't listen when I'm givin em game
He tried to take over the rock and fell off like Dame
And I just sold another bow for what he spent on his chain
I rerocked it wit a low and got it off to a lame
He broke the number one code and it was off wit his brain
I'm on a 5 hour ride getting lost on my waze
Bitch I'm on a 5 hour flight to a different timezone
You out here tryna find a wife you a kid stay at home
You only used to lame niggas that's why we don't get along
Quarantine made a killin, shout out trump, put me on
Smokin on Gobbs wit a lil Panda or the Runtz
Brody got a fire piece it been hittin all month
Finally got his first gun all of a sudden niggas tough
Finally got his first run shit I hope you keep it up
Ride wit that heater in yo lap fuck it's doing in the trunk
These hoes bogus got a chain and a name you can fuck
Got some license and a whip in yo name you can stuff
I feel like DMX my niggas ridin wit me when it's rough
It's been a long time comin shit I feel like Sam Cooke
And I was really innat water wit the fish dodgin hook
And yeah he rich on social media ain't eatin how it look
Don't judge a book by it's cover shit I blame it on the Book
And I ain't looked at him the same since he got his shit took
Nigga
Yeah she broke see her lace front
These ain't no pints but the whole gang cased up
How the fuck he tryna shit on me wearing fake buffs
Bitch
Written by:
Jizzle 5, We$tside Stinge
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