Lyrics:
Niggas from sets be tryna set you (ay lil' nigga, ay, no, oh)
'Cause you set in your ways, so ask DJ Pooh what pays (what pays?)
Up jump the boogie
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
as long as my record's
still playin but niggas still hatin 'cause they gotta broad
wit no Job, or they gotta chicken head wit no Job and no car
[Lil' Flip
(Chinese!)
Won't die right now, no guarantee
Lil' Dr1p Dr1p got a bitch on frown (On frown)
Skeet, skrrt, drive, drug the bitch through town (Through town)
ain't up niggaaa
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I
nigga all night
(Lil bitch)
I got you surprised
(Lil bitch)
I tell you no lies
You stay by my side
Amazing
I know that lil bitch going crazy
She trynna
I flip and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches 'cause my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got
shit, but I ain't cast with no actors
Lightin' doobies up and passin', doin' numbers
And makin' magic, oh-whoa
Man, what happened to the world?
Man,
Motherfuckers I said put your hands up
Turn the fuck up right motherfuckin' now
Oh, it's time to party
Oh, it's time to party
Smokin', drinkin', no passin' out
that shit around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
Cause I ain't gettin indicted
With fools around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
It's cool you flip
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
Niggas from sets be tryna set you (ay lil' niggga, ay, no, oh)
'Cause you set in your ways, so ask DJ Pooh what pays (what pays?)
Up jump the boogie
(boom, bitch)
Bitch, quit runnin', nigga, flip somethin' (ha)
I know your soft ass ain't did nothin' (oh)
I'm hittin' these hoes by the four (thot)
[Lil' Flip talkin']
Ha ha, this tha realest shit I wrote
Ya'll say we look like kids
Oh ya'll don't think I heard what ya'll said
You puttin' it
Lil Uzi, Yeah yeah
You know I'm savage
.40 Glock posted on the block
And my shorty pop when that forty stop
You a cold rat informing cops
Motherfuckers I said put your hands up
Turn the fuck up right motherfuckin' now
Oh, it's time to party
Oh, it's time to party
Smokin', drinkin', no passin' out
got money so I'm actin' different
Did it by my lonely, so I never listen
Stay callin' my phone, this lil' bitch, she trippin'
Just leave me alone,
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints
Oh My God!
I can't trust a bitch then I'd be down bad
I'm the type to make it flip and turn that shit in two bags
I don't want no love lil shawty but
discriminate I flip a bitch too
She got to be eleminated I kill a bitch too
She her hair fixed by my sister she lost she gonna get her
To let me drop her off by
her what she need
I give her what she like
And then by the end of the night, I'm say-ing it's them
Sweet lips, her brown eyes kill me
The way she flip
it wholesale
Had to buy it in bulk
And I break shit down
Had to flip it by the ounce
I was sleeping on niggas couch
Had to find my way out
I'll
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