Dealer

Huh Huh Huh Huh Huh Huh Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Mhm, okay I just walked in and spent a band at the dealer (Okay) You could bring your friends baby, this a four seater Gang posted on the block, like some fucking drug dealers Yea I love her, but reality just told me I don't need her (Uh, uh) Say whatchu want about me nigga, bitch I'll bring the fucking heater Got 30 rounds inside this mag, have 'em shaking like a seizure I'm tryna get fucked up Pour the lean up Bitch I need a fucking liter I'm tryna get fucked up Roll that blunt up Bitch I smoke like Wiz Khalifa Paper chasing, I don't got no fucking time for no response I got two many damn options Which one I want? I feel like John Stockton, when I'm Serving up the rock Bitch I been ballin' I break her back and then I'm gone I left that bitch she swear I lost I told her friend come give me top Just want the neck, don't wanna talk Ten on the neck, that's what it cost Wanna be me? Gotta get yo bag up, get yo cash up Cause right now you're under me like 30 fucking racks yuh I just walked in and spent a band at the dealer (Okay) You could bring your friends baby, this a four seater Gang posted on the block, like some fucking drug dealers Yea I love her, but reality just told me I don't need her (Uh, uh) Say whatchu want about me nigga, bitch I'll bring the fucking heater Got 30 rounds inside this mag, have 'em shaking like a seizure Yeah, I swear that shit is so typical Shoot 'em up like an e.matt visual Put up your fists if you tryna get physical Stuck in my ways, tryna get to the pinnacle You switched up on me why you acting so pitiful Hole in his neck, need a surgeon, it's critical Let 'em know who I am, when I step in this bitch I need some percs, I need like six She cut my wrists, dumb emo bitch She want my money? Wont even trip Wont even stumble Bout no bitch Stand on my money I'm Uzi rich Ya pockets hungry My pockets stuffed You say you get me I've had enough Why you hurt me? I've had enough Felt like surgery Cut me up I think it's working You set me up Got bubble guts From all the drugs Need Novacane Cause I'm too fucked up I just walked in and spent a band at the dealer (Okay) You could bring your friends baby, this a four seater Gang posted on the block, like some fucking drug dealers Yea I love her, but reality just told me I don't need her (Uh, uh) Say whatchu want about me nigga, bitch I'll bring the fucking heater Got 30 rounds inside this mag, have 'em shaking like a seizure I just walked in and spent a band at the dealer You could bring your friends baby, this a four seater Gang posted on the block, like some fucking drug dealers Yea I love her, but reality just told me I don't need her