Phuzz - Come Get Some

Uh
Yea
4200 for da pound
Come get some
Servin da block wit da Za
I ain't miss once
I'll work with your budget
Jus know you ain't gettin Runtz
I sold him a stack pack
He swear that shit smokin
Come shop any time of the day
I be open
I'm ridin black truck wit da K
When I'm rollin
I get it in
Get it off
Fast fast
BP
Hunnit Gs off gas
Meet me Doubletree
Bring da bags
He sweet like Reese's
When he meet me
Strong arm
Iont need no mask
Free car
These not my tags
He barred
Don't get no pass
Don't stop at the red light
Lay low
Smoke strong
Get my head right
I remember bussin juggs
On da turnpike
I was hand to handin whole thangs
every night
I was 15
Quarter P of da reefer
Bussin down dubs
Just to get me some sneakers
I caught a charge cuz I didn't snitch
He brought us all down for his benefit
Free all my hittas
They innocent
They made cuz we moving more militant
My scammin bros
Eating off EDD back pay
Bro watchin da stocks
He be bringin in rackies
I was watchin da door for da box
When da pack came
Get da bags
N I'm sellin them bitches like Backpage
Anyway you split it
I'm gon end up richer
Sealin' da bag
N i throw it like pitchers
My young nigga get it gone
He a magician
He got caught and he sing a song
Your niggas musicians
Uh
Yea
4200 for da pound
Come get some
Servin da block wit da Za
I ain't miss once
I'll work with your budget
Jus know you ain't gettin Runtz
I sold him a stack pack
He swear that shit smokin
Come shop any time of the day
I be open
I'm ridin black truck wit da K
When I'm rollin
You know once I get in a play
I'm in motion
Don't play wit my money
That's like my emotions
Don't play bout my bitch
On her ass like some lotion
They think I ain't rich
But the bank say I'm golden
I don't need no ice
Cuz my heart already frozen
She got that lil ring
Say I don't need a Trojan
I'm fuckin her side of da bed
Got her toes up
She say I'm a lil too big
Tell me hold up
That ring slip out
Now she tellin me slow up
But keep goin
Havin that cash and they know it
From Toronto
I got her ass shipped from da North
(She gorgeous)
Rich bad bitch whippin a Porsche
(Da sport)
I built up my crib like a fort (yea)
Glocks in da drawers
Got da pumps by da door
Leave da chops on da floor
Hunnit rounds I need more
They don't really want war
Fa Fa Fa Fye
Ooo
I'm da realest nigga living
They say that that young nigga there
Bred different
I'm from where it get tricky
Money be a lil sticky
We stacked up every penny
33
Got Larry Bird wit me
I was out wit my bitch
She swerve wit me
Put a cup on da bench
28 on da digi
Seen da clip on my hip
Cuz it hang out da glizzy
Uh
Yea
4200 for da pound
Come get some
Servin da block wit da Za
I ain't miss once
I'll work with your budget
Jus know you ain't gettin Runtz
I sold him a stack pack
He swear that shit smokin
Come shop any time of the day
I be open
I'm ridin black truck wit da K
When I'm rollin
You know once I get in a play
I'm in motion

Written by:
TaVon Francis

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