V9 - 1800

I'm way too hot cant chill with niggas
Yall way too bitch aint really niggas
This shit aint close I don't feel you niggas
Big clip on the stick I'd peel you niggas
God knowing I could I'd kill you niggas
Aint dumb I aint popping no pills with niggas
Yall fed aint doing no drill with niggas
On the track can't be in no field with niggas
18 66 We don't fuck around
How you saying its up if your money down
We don't fuck with them niggas don't come around
If they kick in your door bitch don't make a sound
Cause they walk in with shit get you on the ground
Can't say you the plug you don't got a pound
Tryna fuck with that bitch you look like a clown
Brodie wet up the block tryna make him drown
I could go tell you the shit that was made in that pot I think its better I stop
I could go tell you the shit that was done on my block
I think its best that I not
108 Shots
Don't need a bitch come and line you you come outside you can get chopped
You can get dropped
Put lil bro on his back get the green now he talking bout stop
Don't really fuck with these pussies they fake
And I don't really like how they looking
I'm getting paper don't worry bout bookings
My niggas gon creep out at night like they Suge
Rolling up cookies inside of the wood
And I really stayed down I don't think that you could
Not many people come outta my hood
She said that I'm crazy just misunderstood
Niggas be snaking they probably with a lisp
Shorty don't want me aint that bout a bitch
Crisp with the lays I aint talking bout chips
Niggas so gangster but be on my dick
Don't give a fuck if you niggas is lit
Philly rapper but I do with a twist
Niggas be sounding like bots on the shit
Tryna make sure that the trash don't exist
Niggas was real but they faking now
Need at least 20 M's in my bank account
If we find where you stay bitch we staking out
And I put her to sleep need a blanket now
I was angry before but I'm tranquil now
And I hated you then but I'm thankful now
That don't mean that you niggas can stay around
Moving weird around bro and he spray you down
Just cause I'm bidding don't mean that I think shit is funny
I think I'm addicted to money
I took some shit and it started upsetting my stomach good thing
I aint take it for nun
Niggas want trouble I think that I'm done being humble fuck round
Put a zip on your stomach
Thats how I'm bummin I know that you niggas is bummy
I'm looking at yall like my sons

Written by:
Samar Pettiway

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