Lyrics: Cizzle Money Addict
Music: Cizzle Money Addict
(Pipe up Hood Rich Tag)
Yeah......
Yaw kno i dont give a **** about this shit.......
Shits nothin.......
Shit get serious like a heart attack…..
Ridding through the city blowin za we’re you order that……
I jus counted 10 all blue I need more than that
I just took a trip to California for that motor pack meet me in the cul-de-sac ( pull in the back nigga)
I saw you on the camera but you didn’t think I noticed …
Turn ett nigga into cookie pack then we smoke em…
How many phones you got bussin …
I got triple doubles in this bitch I’m like Russell…
Walkin through this bitch goyard on my duffel…
I put dog shit on my neck you a puppy …
Neva put that pack in your hand cuz you stuntin…
Call me mr get you slimed out by a junkie…
How you out of prison and got tiddys on your drake…
How you make wockeshia a lil Trisha double date (pour up)
How every nigga around you sign a deal but you ain’t…
How all these niggas rappin tellin lies but you can’t…
I’m really on that drank she say she wanna rap I put my mic rite in here face …
I’m really on that drank she say she wanna rap I put my mic rite in here face …