Sprite Can (feat. SNDF AyeOne)
Mistor Finagal
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1008 grams in my book bag Mixed a half of pint of wak wit a sprite can Bout to go and get some money That's the fucking plan Bout to go and get some money That's the fucking plan Yeah bags coming in from out of state Touch da pack now it's in good hands Allstate Riding on the interstate with the weight if the police get behind me den I make a great escape Aye one in the house real estate with the pack so loud you gone need some hearing aids In the trap with $100 slabs on a dinner plate like an expensive dinner date Steel on my Waist I won't let you steal from me Just know that I'm buckin I don't f*ck with 12 but this nine hold a dozen Put dat bitch to yo head Jus like a concussion If it ain't about money bitch don't interrupt me Im focused on scaling and selling these onions Only time running is after the money Or if behind me I see dat police coming I don't take yo hoe out to eat she jus eatin the meat And den I put some dick in her stomach Grab some fish scale and den cut it n gut it I'm in the trap day and night jus like kid kudi Bitch I'm from da mud double cup filled wit muddy No r n b I grab a bump n grind to get dem hunnets My pack from Denver I ball like the nuggets Bitch my money talk you ain't talkin bout nothin Gas bag in a book bag when I bus it out the vac dat bitch smell like Hit yo bitch from da back pull her hair she like Run it up till I run outta breath like Ion want ya hoe cuz her breath smell like Half a pint of lean and a soda can to get my head right I remember when shit went left Nigga I was in the trap nigga tryna get da bread right 1008 grams in my book bag Mixed a half of pint of wak wit a sprite can Bout to go and get some money That's the fucking plan Bout to go and get some money That's the fucking plan For a Whole thing of dat Za Cost you bout 4 racks Stash the work up in the tires Yea we ride like that Went on a trip to get some money I ain't never com back Ain't selling nothing but that ether I bet it come back I fell in love with the Trap Don't leave the house without the Strap No Cap I ain't slipping homes But I fucked yo bitch in Louis slippers Love how she ride the dick Mixed a half of pint wit a sprite can thought I was sick But I'm sick wit the flow tho Up like on Nodos I'm always in go mode No they can't catch me she make the dick disappear when she neck me You know that the Feddi my bestie think you can pass then I dare you to test me Had to run it up couldn't be broke Make sure it's all there don't come short I'll put you in a swisher if you want smoke I'm headed back to the Money on that note 1008 grams in my book bag Mixed a half of pint of wak with a sprite can Bout to go and get some money That's the fucking plan Bout to go and get some money That's the fucking plan
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