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P for P (feat. D Mitch & YBA Jman)
by UFN
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(Jake Killed this One)
(How many bodies he got?)
(Bitch)
It's UFN in this bitch
I can't go out the house without that fire on me
Before I go out like dude, these chains gone die on me (I swear)
Dirty money but I'm clean in this designer (I'm fresh as hell)
Trap nigga, I go months without a line up (Trap nigga)
Nothin but thick bad bitches in my lineup (All of em)
Caught him sleeping, like baby boy I made him line up (Chin up nigga)
He two some, hit his ass three hundred blackout
VVS the kit, now I shine when it's dark out (VV's)
Me, Jman and Mitch so you know this bitch trapped out (Turn the stu to the trap)
We the ones turned Little Rock to Cali (That was us)
My young niggas demons trying to turn this bitch to Chiraq (They demons)
Feel like Brady with all these rings and these thigh pads
Young JMan Nigga
'Bach after 'bach, we in scat after scat
I just asked UFN, "You think you could bring the Act back?"
Jay want a little fix, call that shit the crack
Sliding with a hundred grams sittin' in my backpack
Gotta drink a four before I go to sleep (Gotta drink a fo')
I been blowin' money fast, free that nigga Meech (Blowin' money fast)
Bad Puerto Rican bitch, she look like Alicia Keys (Like Alicia)
Old nigga need to get up out the streets, he done reached his peak
(That nigga old as hell)
Fucked this bitch off the perc, we go skeet for skeet
If you ever seen me in the club I done sneaked the heat (I got it on me)
Real Trackhawks back to back, go Jeep for Jeep (Skkrt)
Can get a whole hundred sent to me, go P for P (A whole pound)
They like "Mitch where you been?" I been juggin' the load (Where you been)
I just got a eight but I'm chuggin' a four
You might catch me in the air cause I'm huggin' the road (The road)
Unc showed me a mil, it was stuck in the floor (No cap)
You ain't never spent your day nigga play for play (Play for play)
I ain't even ate, but 20k what I made today (20k)
They ain't gotta say it, they know D Mitch paved the way (Ain't gotta say it)
And I spent five on a shhh, but I made 'bout eight ('Bout eight)
(Jake Killed this One)
(How many bodies he got?)
(Bitch)
It's UFN in this bitch
I can't go out the house without that fire on me
Before I go out like dude, these chains gone die on me (I swear)
Dirty money but I'm clean in this designer (I'm fresh as hell)
Trap nigga, I go months without a line up (Trap nigga)
Nothin but thick bad bitches in my lineup (All of em)
Caught him sleeping, like baby boy I made him line up (Chin up nigga)
He two some, hit his ass three hundred blackout
VVS the kit, now I shine when it's dark out (VV's)
Me, Jman and Mitch so you know this bitch trapped out (Turn the stu to the trap)
We the ones turned Little Rock to Cali (That was us)
My young niggas demons trying to turn this bitch to Chiraq (They demons)
Feel like Brady with all these rings and these thigh pads
Young JMan Nigga
'Bach after 'bach, we in scat after scat
I just asked UFN, "You think you could bring the Act back?"
Jay want a little fix, call that shit the crack
Sliding with a hundred grams sittin' in my backpack
Gotta drink a four before I go to sleep (Gotta drink a fo')
I been blowin' money fast, free that nigga Meech (Blowin' money fast)
Bad Puerto Rican bitch, she look like Alicia Keys (Like Alicia)
Old nigga need to get up out the streets, he done reached his peak
(That nigga old as hell)
Fucked this bitch off the perc, we go skeet for skeet
If you ever seen me in the club I done sneaked the heat (I got it on me)
Real Trackhawks back to back, go Jeep for Jeep (Skkrt)
Can get a whole hundred sent to me, go P for P (A whole pound)
They like "Mitch where you been?" I been juggin' the load (Where you been)
I just got a eight but I'm chuggin' a four
You might catch me in the air cause I'm huggin' the road (The road)
Unc showed me a mil, it was stuck in the floor (No cap)
You ain't never spent your day nigga play for play (Play for play)
I ain't even ate, but 20k what I made today (20k)
They ain't gotta say it, they know D Mitch paved the way (Ain't gotta say it)
And I spent five on a shhh, but I made 'bout eight ('Bout eight)
