CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Kirby Parkway
It's 4 in the morning, I'm riding on Kirby with ba** in the trunk like a 808
Just me and this stick, I ain’t worried about sh*t, say it could be smoke like a celebration
I keep it a 100, I go pay a junkie
Put them on a mission, they dedicated
This pressure look here, I know they won't taste it
I’m jugging and serving on every patient
These n***as be hoes, out here writing statements
I guess trapping and rapping, my occupation
Went and get some new guns, i ran out of patience
Went cop me some Glock, that's without the safety
You want me to rap, you gon have to pay me
I stopped doing favors, back to the basics
If you want some gas, u gon have to wait
Till all the big buyers situated
I'm gutter
I fell in love wit this stick
I just wrapped a brick
Young n***a know I ain't had a thing
Up and be out with the load
Hog on the road, I'm filling up 2 different lanes
Went to go look at a coupe, watch what I do, i get it and blow out the brain
You could just think its a game, reach for my chain
Gon put RIP by your name
And I'm just speaking all facts
You go get em clapped'
You sent em, you won't get em back
And i put that over dab
You think that i’m jab
I promise it's bigger than rap
I can go and get you a pack
A boy that threat
That sh*t come way across the map
Don't do the work I just stack
Come to the trap, I'll serve you some sh*t you can't match
Pushing this weight got me jacked
Thinking it’s cap, jus pull up and get you a sack
I lost it I lost the flap
Then got it back, ain't nobody mentioning that
I never needed a stamp, check my account
Them real n***as know who I am
And I'm gon put this sh*t down, in every town
A n***a gon have to lay down
I stand on 10 toes and i cannot fold
From drugs and money to cars and clothes
From big booty b*t*hes them model hoes
Won't sell you a gram but I'll sell you a boat
Like a plug I the arctic I can sell you some snow
You bought this sh*t once, imma sell you some more
I'm a thief in the night, I can sell you a soul
Won't bend, won't break, won't crack I won't fold
Yeah !
Just me and this stick, I ain’t worried about sh*t, say it could be smoke like a celebration
I keep it a 100, I go pay a junkie
Put them on a mission, they dedicated
This pressure look here, I know they won't taste it
I’m jugging and serving on every patient
These n***as be hoes, out here writing statements
I guess trapping and rapping, my occupation
Went and get some new guns, i ran out of patience
Went cop me some Glock, that's without the safety
You want me to rap, you gon have to pay me
I stopped doing favors, back to the basics
If you want some gas, u gon have to wait
Till all the big buyers situated
I'm gutter
I fell in love wit this stick
I just wrapped a brick
Young n***a know I ain't had a thing
Up and be out with the load
Hog on the road, I'm filling up 2 different lanes
Went to go look at a coupe, watch what I do, i get it and blow out the brain
You could just think its a game, reach for my chain
Gon put RIP by your name
And I'm just speaking all facts
You go get em clapped'
You sent em, you won't get em back
And i put that over dab
You think that i’m jab
I promise it's bigger than rap
I can go and get you a pack
A boy that threat
That sh*t come way across the map
Don't do the work I just stack
Come to the trap, I'll serve you some sh*t you can't match
Pushing this weight got me jacked
Thinking it’s cap, jus pull up and get you a sack
I lost it I lost the flap
Then got it back, ain't nobody mentioning that
I never needed a stamp, check my account
Them real n***as know who I am
And I'm gon put this sh*t down, in every town
A n***a gon have to lay down
I stand on 10 toes and i cannot fold
From drugs and money to cars and clothes
From big booty b*t*hes them model hoes
Won't sell you a gram but I'll sell you a boat
Like a plug I the arctic I can sell you some snow
You bought this sh*t once, imma sell you some more
I'm a thief in the night, I can sell you a soul
Won't bend, won't break, won't crack I won't fold
Yeah !
