Made It
100 Feddi
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Man I know that I made it when I got a song with gunna These niggas be hating my nigga so I gotta get with a gunna Man I know that I made it when I got a song with gunna These niggas be hating my nigga so I gotta ride with a gunna And no I’m ain’t faking my nigga all of my lyrics be honest And no I’m ain’t worried bout niggas I’m focused on cash and the profit I ain’t fucking no girl if she basic Yea I moved on and I ball like a laker Niggas want smoke we’ll pull up with vapors Smoking on opps man I love when I face them Bitches be dubs so I had to erase them Even my shorty know that I can’t date them Niggas be funny they get cut like a taper Don’t play with my bitch she got her a taser I hop in the foreign get lost I know that you hear the exhaust Ice on my neck got me frozen in frost Designer my drip I ain’t worried bout costs Shorty so bougie but move like a boss Niggas play with her I’ll catch an assault Smoking on OG it’s making me cough Need a mansion in L.A. New York a loft She feeling my drip she touching the cloth She saying I’m hot she take it all off I’m feeling her vibe and I’m loving her flaws She saying she mine while she giving me jaws She bouce up and down she make it applause Shorty a rider she never gon stall She got her own bag she making withdrawals She taking me shopping and blowing it all My bitch so bad she don’t need no make up Shorty ass fat pockets fat we got our cake up I like to sightsee so I tell her get naked She wet like a sea I almost drowned when I ate it Pussy so good but I can not date her Ugh ugh She play I replace her Ugh ugh I ball like a laker Ugh ugh Going up elevator Ugh ugh A lot of niggas copy the wave Drinking that henny in love with the taste Smoking on backwoods might end up in space But I know I’m a star coming soon is the wraith Bitches with stalking pockets filled with some cake Niggas be talking they filled with some hate Bitches watching they tryna’ get slayed Niggas be plotting gotta better my aim Man I know that I made it when I got a song with gunna These niggas be hating my nigga so I gotta ride with a gunna And no I’m ain’t faking my nigga all of my lyrics be honest And no I’m ain’t worried bout niggas I’m focused on cash and the profit I ain’t fucking no girl if she basic Yea I moved on and I ball like a laker Niggas want smoke we’ll pull up with vapors Smoking on opps man I love when I face them Bitches be dubs so I had to erase them Even my shorty know that I can’t date them Niggas be funny they get cut like a taper Don’t play with my bitch she got her a taser I hop in the foreign get gone If you in the way then I’m honking the horn I’m focused on green like I’m mowing the lawn Skinny nigga but my pockets on strong I’m fucking your bitch and she ain’t staying long I’m kicking her out as soon as I’m done She loving my smell it’s designer cologne She wanna stay with me I’m better alone Smoking on gas I’m high as a drone I walk in the club I’m dripping vlone If shorty look bad I’m taking her home I’m a lay with your bitch I got her in prone Don’t hit up my phone I’m stuck in my zone Might make me a sample of all of her moans I come from the bottom the goal is the throne When I make it I’m set just like I’m some stone Got the club jumping like Kris Kross All of my ex’s they pissed off They see me on the gram I drip sauce But I don’t give a damn I’m on liftoff Broke nigga problems I remember having some of them Now I’m coming through real clean like some doublemint All of my niggas getting money like a settlement Now when I f*ck all of my bitches wanna double it I’m young and I’m lit Brodie pass me the liq In the club in V.I.P Drunk as f*ck can’t sit High as f*ck can’t see My bitch a ten your’s a three She dripping on me like a sea I know that I made it Man I know that I made it when I got a song with gunna These niggas be hating my nigga so I gotta ride with a gunna And no I’m ain’t faking my nigga all of my lyrics be honest And no I’m ain’t worried bout niggas I’m focused on cash and the profit I ain’t fucking no girl if she basic Yea I moved on and I ball like a laker Niggas want smoke we’ll pull up with vapors Smoking on opps man I love when I face them Bitches be dubs so I had to erase them Even my shorty know that I can’t date them Niggas be funny they get cut like a taper Don’t play with my bitch she got her a taser
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