Ferria
LurkMob
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I be road runnin really gettin to The guap If u see me in all black its all bad Get yo chop I ain't finna hide ima slide on yo block wit the glock Ima knock on your door tell u come check the score I ain't finna miss I'm two four wit the shit got this whore on my dick Beggin' for more I get bored and I dip If you want me to stay gotta bring me some chips If I see you witta nigga bitch I ain't finna trip If u see me witta bitch than bitch you don't know me Never gave a shit about a bitch just my homies And my fam my angels in sky Wanna see me win so I gotta get the trophy f*ck a phony you can't get in my lane Its a one way but you can try I take flight like a runway This is my world lil baby lemme give u a tour Take a jet to my tierra I don't love a beezy but I do love her ferria Bet I bet I take yo bitch without trying Bet I get her buying me some dinner I'm a real winner been a sinner but I hadda switch it up Road runner but I had to switch it up I'm dreamin' bout the money so I know this shit for real U ain't never grew up had shoot rob and kill Tryna stay above water but the streets they got a hold of me Big four five tucked careful when you try approaching me Show you how it's supposed to be Boy you stupid can't compete Not supposed to poke a beast unless you wanna see some teeth Ridin' with a loaded piece haters ain't exposing me Because of me they'll taste defeat Olive be sum real gs Uh so don't be trippin' out yo brain boy i spit numbs Bitch I'm from the bay yeah I be dumb Baby u look fine let me sum You could do yo thang I trippin' cuz I stay tucked I gotta get it in wit my g rick F*ck yo bitch and that he said she said Pirate yeah how I jack the booty I'm all about the loots yeah thought you fuckin knew me Yeah sayin you my homie never wanna show tho Yeah all the sneak dissin' got you lookin weird Aye stay humble bitch look in the mirror If the shoe fits bitch wear it Runnin' all that fake shit now you lookin pregnant Bitch been rockin' revival pants Yeah my bank account linked to her only fans Don't matter what it is man i got it If the steel hot throw it out with the rocket What you know about it bitch I've been about it A sucka like you can yeah can only think about it I ain't had good sleep in about a month Really curbside wit pull up if u needin' sum Sleeping on da floor man I hadda run it up You fuckin wit da mob u ain't want no funk Keep a hammer I'm a worker gotta slang these dubs She keepa pole she a stripper gotta make dem ones Fucka hater I ain't trippin' ya his day will come If I catch him in da field I can't show no love Leave a hole in his back jus like westbrook Free my dawgs tossin' kites keep guap in dey books Ya roll another up lookin at da sky Askin' god why ya why my life so trife Fuckah nine da five really was on my shine Sucka u ain't eva walk no main line Tryna look at my wrist and I can't tell da time Issa rolly ain't no tickin' ya u kno da time
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Written by: LurkMob, Alberto Valdez, Alejandro Hernandez, Rogelio Brambila
Lyrics © DistroKid
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