Loads

Cutthroat Goof

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Only way that we can link, if its bout money, nigga
Yeen tryna run your bag up, then I ain't fuckin' with ya
Yeen even thinking bout no bread,
He tryna f*ck these bitches,
Askin' questions like the Feds, get out my
fuckin' business,

You tryna knock these bows, okay, I'm fuckin with it,
Say you tryna count these loads ?
Okay, let go and get it,
You ran out and need some more,
I just might drop the ticket,
I get these bitches by the load,
I might supply the city,

I just grabbed the box, that bitch just landed
Hit my man, let him know I got them bows in
We ain't talk for ten minutes, and I sold ten
Pull up to my trap, that bitch swingin off the door hinge,

Ain't no need to bring your mans if he ain't spendin cheese,
Help my daughter with her ABCs, then I'ma grab these p's

My white boy on the way, that cracker green
I charge him seventeen,
I serve his ass four times a week,
I might go cop the Louis V's

And yeah, I'm still at the store,
I'm posted with the bro
The police think I'm out there sellin' crack
but I ain't touchin' dope,
I told big cuz I sold my last bag, but I ain't bust it though,
My country boy comin' from out of town, that
nigga payin' more
I exotic bag goin' for twenty-one he payin' twenty-four
He call me talkin' bout he want some runtz
But this gorilla smoke
Niggas call my phone and askin' me for fronts,
On Instagram like he the one,
He got .5 in his blunt,
I swear these niggas broke

F*ck, shit, I swear these niggas sad
Remember I was on my dick, I had to get a bag
Back in the day, I hit them licks, I had to get a mask,
Now i work that scale a nigga, call my phone
It's time to get some cash
Ain't no runnin' off, I ran into a plug it's time to get them racks
I want money, nigga, ain't tryna double up
I'm tryna triple that
I was sixteen, in the trap, servin' crack on them triple stacks
My youngin sixteen, in the trap, servin
crack, he got nickel sacks

Only way that we can link, if its bout money, nigga
Yeen tryna run your bag up, then I ain't fuckin' with ya
Yeen even thinking bout no bread,
He tryna f*ck these bitches,
Askin' questions like the Feds, get out my fuckin' business,

You tryna knock these bows, okay, I'm fuckin with it,
Say you tryna count these loads ?
Okay, let go and get it,

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Written by: Tariqus Geer

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