Lyrics

I get heated Getting pressed Like fuck it through me in a dryer Spinning rounds Like getting rid of ammo Cause it's all expired You could through me in the jungle But it's dangerous Cause I'm fire I will tell you right up to your face Because I'm not a liar I will break some shit because I'm mad But not because I'm gassed up You dreaming bout' a bitch I had and mad because I passed up Bro is really in his feels Go and get your bag up I'm done with all these goofies Make a movie bout my ass bruh (wrap) Catch me spinning in a whip Or faded than a ho I was blasting all that shit like it was from the radio Trynna text me To get back with me Then how you hate me tho (the fuck) They was talking all that shit and needing help like Save me bro (save me bro) Monday to Sunday Pickup on the gun play And run ways To get back to the crib Fuck up the fungshi Hollup Wait Ima need to get the funds bae I've been talking business I ain't got time for a lunch date Since Monday to Sunday Pickup on the gun play And run ways To get back to the crib Fuck up the fungshi Hollup Wait Ima need to get the funds bae I've been talking business I ain't got time for a lunch date (*phone ring* "hell nah") Rarely I be off my shit I'm the type of jit to roll and stick And clutch one on my hip I ain't fussing like no little kid Ain't never gonna snitch I ain't taking trips to take a sip I'm out to make a flip Out to be the top And have my chop Like I am the Sargent (rise) I go dummy in the field Swear you thought I was retarded Going out and rizzing up the waitress After I got carded Let me stay Just because I can I know I'm still a target For the competition Pulling up crazy You'll have opposition Waiting for a listen For the strike It's right on your position (airstrike) Get your coordinates Write it down Cooking in the kitchen Quit your bitching Pouring out the bottle when I'm drunk pissing Monday to Sunday Pickup on the gun play And run ways To get back to the crib Fuck up the fungshi Hollup Wait Ima need to get the funds bae I've been talking business I ain't got time for a lunch date Monday to Sunday Pickup on the gun play And run ways To get back to the crib Fuck up the fungshi Hollup Wait Ima need to get the funds bae I've been talking business I ain't got time for a lunch date
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