Lyrics:
Up music, nigga, know what I'm sayin'
Zone 6 shit, yeah, let's get it
Ian gone cap man that one bitch let me fuck but I can't brag
Ian gone cap man i
Up music, nigga, know what I'm sayin'
Zone 6 shit, yeah, let's get it
Ian gone cap man that one bitch let me fuck but I can't brag
Ian gone cap man i
(Hook)
Mama never had it so we kick it on the floor (floor)
Niccs gotta make it so we stepping on the law
They say Ian gon make it ima show em that im raw
Love them boys to death
Hope they never put they glizzy down
If i slide I'm lettin off K rounds
Getting money Ian trynna slide now (GMN)
7.62 Gone
These hoes gon fold under pressure, why ion trust em
And any nigga play i swear to God that ima buss em
I been deep in the field, ian did this shit
Long live the fucking guys
Uh' uh' uh'
Uh' uh'
I remember Ian have shit down bad I was on my dick
Hit da' trap you was hitting licks if I see your
Why you mad
Whats ya problem man
Ian got a mil
I can't chill
Get back ina lab
Cook until it spill
Why you mad
Whats ya problem man
Ian got a mil
I
(Ian Wright)
(I thought it was Ian Wright)
Yo
Could've went left but he went right
Could've went wrong but he went right
Said it was Ian but
(Ian Taylor Intro)
Ah Fuck,
No that’s fuckin’ stupid,
That’s fuckin’ dumb. You know what? Fuck it.
(Blitz Intro)
Fuck are you doin’?
The fuck?
hoe
Ian never seen a hoe that look better than money
Ian never seen a hoe that look better than money
Ian never seen a hoe that look better than
money in yo pics but you don't got it all
Ian fucking witchu nigga you cant even window shop
Sending me no money so there aint nothin to talk about
All
I got it all on my lonely
Ain't nobody did nothing for me
Can Remember Ian have nothing
I was broke and you thought it was funny
I came up on my
Ian T's ready to pop off
I obliterate
Pistol to the head or sawed off
Which do you prefer
cnyone thinkin they're hot shots
I'll incinerate
Skvnny Montana that’s the name bitch I earned it
Ian seen em round here before Ian gon serve me
I know Bout the streets OG Taught Me and I learned
I’m stuffing the bails in the mattresses
Mixing the pills with the activist
You know we pull up and clapping shit
Four pockets full ian talking no
runnin from my past (my past)
Couple bad decisions but ian never lookin back (never lookin back)
When you get that cash boy you better make it last (boy
sorrow
Ian think it was hard to maintain bands now im rich and got more problems
Headed out with millions sittin' on my brain ian give myself no option
He
for what
Attention
Ian passing this shit you tripping
I know that he did but he say that he didn't
Thought I was a fool
Ian showing no pity
I'm in
Ian gotta do a lot of shit I just gotta get em out
Why the cops making assumptions like what the hell you talking about
Huh, Ian going in for it no
Why Sasuke
Why won't you tell me anything
Why is it always silence with you?
She ask how you been
I tell her i'm coolin
I had been around but ian
I'm tryna talk it out
I know I've been on my grind I'm tryna make it out
If u ain't talking bout money Ian nun to talk about
She know she Neva can go
tight against the rope Don't nobody like me
Ain't it crazy ain't no fuckin hope
Excuse me if you hate it
Ian trippin
Now that's fasho
Ian got no friends
do it, nah
I think our time is due, ya
Feel like I be crashing out
Get hurt inside, we be lashing out
Ian gon lie, I been pimpin these bitches
But it
still be thinking of Mia
Like Mario bitch mama Mia
Heart big, like the Galleria
Want help then pay for feature
Sorry ian come, I ain't hear ya
Yuh, tell
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