L.W.G - RED WINGS

Riding this 2 seat through the city with my gutter bitch
Had to cut some niggas that I use to be a hundred with
They was on some sucker shit im on my get money shit
Ain't gone be no tussling or no fighting shit im busting em
Load came in and now im taxing like the government
He said we was opps he must not know who he is fucking with
Getting to the bag so you can say I'm Bill Trumping it
My cluster wrist mustard whip Jason mask and a hockey stick
I come straight from poverty aint got it pull a robbery
Like lyft she wanna ride on me
Yo sneak dis doesn't bother me
Opp lacking at the dollar tree
A hamie or get to copping pleas
Glock 23 you potted meat
Im the shit that's obvious the one that talk a lot of shit
I'm riding with my gutter bitch
P of za and a lot of sticks onsite I do construction don't except apologies
I'm a need a translator to understand what poppy say
Cut some niggas that wasn't a hundred I'm 3 stacks like Andre
Swung the drake then i drive away
Been balling without a flagrant one stunner like I'm baby
If i want it then i'm a take it hit the stick now he Harlem shaking
Hockey stick and the mask Jason track hawk im a track racer
Call Spark he gone broad day it
Bad bitch lips like Fantasia can't see the hate on my Ray shit
Prescribed the work like a patient got the drop on yo location
Hit with this mop and you won't make it
Point em out i'm dropping 80 disrespect won't tolerate it
Covid 9 this clip contagious light yo strip up like it's Vegas
My hitters is overpaid left the dealer put it on 8's
Left wrist killer a cold case drive the demon wit road rage
Still stuck in my old ways fand n and a throw away
Riding this 2 seat through the city with my gutter bitch
Had to cut some niggas that I use to be a hundred with
They was on some sucker shit im on my get money shit
Ain't gone be no tussling or no fighting shit im busting em
Load came in and now im taxing like the government
He said we was opps he must not know who he is fucking with
Getting to the bag so you can say I'm Bill Trumping it
My cluster wrist mustard whip Jason mask and a hockey stick
Hold a pack when I need her
Take a trip when I need something
Got boy like mclovin
Got her pussy on team stuff it
Chop yo face up like mean mugging
Screaming loud like sweet loving
Toss yo phone before they ping something
I'm all alone and trying squeeze something
We on the phone she think it mean something
I'm on my toes trying see something
Peephole just to see who coming
Shoot through the door Like I'm white man worried.
I ain't by myself I got some splash brothers
Who shoot through like the coupe new
Work vacuum sealed box of fruit loops
Drako got me feeling like the booth do you dudes
Nigga who you fool
If bitch was a plan you full proof
Hating on niggas you wanna be like
Waiting on bitches to not be blind
I only wait in ice cream lines
Only debate when my life on the line
I only persuade when I raise my price
Army fatigue when I raise my nine
I'm slicker than grease
Bigger wit he
You bigger wit me
Yo niggas is sheep
My niggas think
My niggas creep yo niggas tlc
We hanging out the window choppa Yao ming
Bout to make a superman Christopher reeves
Uh yeah bout to cop a whole sleeve
Uh yeah bout to tell her roll the weed
Uh yeah high enough for nose bleeds
Then it's uh yeah
Don't be on my bitch team
Honestly between you and me
I got my hockey stick in this skating rink
They sending shots I'm the goalie
I ain't been getting no sleep
Fuck it bout tell em no beef
Honestly between you and me

Written by:
JUANE BULLOCK, ROBERT JOHNSON

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