PjTheKing x Lvrd Pharoh - Pistons

Wahhhhh
Unh
The King
I feel like Ben up in Detroit cause bitch I ball like Pistons
Im bout to pull up in a Space ship bitch im on a mission
Put my wrist up in the freezer just to watch it glisten
And all these hoes love my kids aint tricking on the bitches
Undefeated, niggas think they wanna fight me they don't know im reaching
Drop your body like you're praying with the Glock preaching
If you think this shit is sweet thats how you end up missing
I had to take a couple L's to be a Boss
I done ran it out the mud so now i keep a hundred
They can bet on me in Vegas like I rap with Stunna
Fat pockets on me saucy like a chimichunga
Chop stick eat a nigga like its Benihana
Bolt racing to the money like Im Usain
All my homies rich know we feel some type of way
Try me they gone have to shoot you like a fade away
Headshot cut em up hit em with the drop fade
We just lined em up bullets his face shaving cream
Cut the lights night vision goggles we the beam team
Had to put his hoe on dnd cause she kept ringing
Flipped her like a channel now she watching me Xfinity
Fuck it now we running from the cops
Had to hide the Glock up in my sock
We just put a nigga in a box
Hopefully we don't end up on fox
Fuck in now we running from the cops
Had to hide the Glock up in my sock
We just put a nigga in a box
Hopefully we don't end up on fox
My bitch into handcuffs Say She like submission
Pushed her head into the headboard she can't Forget it
Lamborghini with no ceiling bitch I feel like wheezy
She in Miami spent a 30 on some teeth and titties
That's a rental nigga stop it boy that's flexin ugly
These niggas knowing I'm the shit like my cologne a huggie
Getting money through the day & night I'm kid cudi
Only want relations when we fucking so don't say you love me
Got the Grabba and you know I roll it like a pita
Know im bout my bread I kick yo door in I aint bring a pizza
Kel tec hang em on a wall like he Mona Lisa
Drag a Nigga through the grass think I got the jungle fever
Welcome to the gansta party better bring a strap in here
No laptops but we got a couple macs in here
1 of 1 exotic it ain't cheap you know we taxin here
100 for the 8th you got a 40 boy get outta here
Burner in the Gucci sock and it's still hot
Pj what we doing I see the lights I think here come the cops
Smoking on a Nigga drop the top because the box is hot
Middle fingers in the air you know I'm screaming fuck a opp
Fuck it now we running from the cops
Had to hide the Glock up in my sock
We just put a nigga in a box
Hopefully we don't end up on fox
Fuck in now we running from the cops
Had to hide the Glock up in my sock
We just put a nigga in a box
Hopefully we don't end up on fox

Written by:
Larry Williams II, Pervis Reynolds II

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