Dealers (feat. Q-Boni)

Swear Bitch We were smoking on the loudest of the pack Chillin with a baddie and you know she throw it back I just got a Perc She just wanna twerk We just got the pound you know we ready for the work I just got the pound you know i'm tryna buss it down sellin hella shit you know we tryna run a town I had a pack with a sack though That bitch sipping lean in the back though I cannot fuck with a broad if she ain't doing fraud or catching a case bro This blunt all the way to the face bro Because you know its only gas Imma puff it imma never pass I'm selling them xans up in class Lil brody i got weed and percs I make that money work And i got to keep a stick Tucked in the undershirt I'm the cartier prince Shawty loving my shit Foreign lil Bitch Had to get her shipped Do not answer my text till she want me for sex I left her on read cannot fuck with an ex I stopped popping p's Get killed if you play with the team I was packing ogs when i only made beats Pop on an addy Then fuck on a baddie I don't give a fuck keep the pistol tucked Better give it up Rob a nigga quick i was in a rush two on two like we playing rust Paradise against the world She want expensive jewels and pearls Trade a bitch out had to get a new girl I'll give you the world but i'm living on Mars Race foreign cars in the dark They cannot see me Wanna be me Fast coupe can't beat me I'm a nice nigga but my looks are deceiving Remember all the times when a nigga was grieving Now i'm up i don't give a fuck about your problems Go fuck on your daughter You mad that i bought her some clothes She all in my phone she need to get going My engine be roaring i ride in a muscle Gonna trade for a foreign All around the world like a nigga was touring Played your mixtape and your shit was boring