Lyrics

If you is a G then Ima put you in your fucking grave All these pussy nigga's out here they just complain BItch throw your ass up it better motherfucking shake I cannot hang with a nigga that's a fucking snake Hanging in the shade, I could cut you anyway any motherfucking day Just like a switchblade Happy birthday To that nigga named Drake I'm just feeling like Jutty jut a fucking great Ahh! What On the block I was trapping in the rain I get so high I can't feel the pain You nigga's is rookies just stay in ya lane I'm chasing the million's ain't chasing no fame If you is a threat I put lead in your brain Might turn to a stain You made a mistake You fuck with my gang and now it is to late Like why the fuck was you trying to eat off my plate These bitche's be lame Getting outta my way I need some space caught up in my brain Was grinding alone and I ain't even skate I can only put my focus on extra's When you lose focus when they get ahead You worried about nigga's homie get your bread up I is not a rat and I love me some cheddar That bitch said she love me and I just met her A youngin was lost like I was Helen keller Ima touch more cash then a bank teller Bitch say she play me I ain't even let her Go get me a bag guap like a professor Got me A Ar attached a suppressor Like you better move like the drug's you be selling And I don't get caught so I is not a felon If you is a G then Ima put you in your fucking grave All these pussy nigga's out here they just complain Bitch throw your ass up it better motherfucking shake I cannot hang with a nigga that's a fucking snake Bitch throw your ass up it better motherfucking shake I cannot hang with a nigga that's a fucking snake Hanging in the shade I could cut you anyway any motherfucking day Just like a switchblade
Writer(s): Justin Ross Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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