Steve McNair (feat. Boogi3.43)

Young rich nigga I'm chasing the backends I hit from the back She like how I'm beating her back in I got the pounds in the back You know I stay trapping Don't talk on the phones You know the feds tapping Declining that shit You know I ain't lacking I got the cheese like a packer Nigga get hit up He calling for backup I'm feeling real fancy Pour act in a glass cup Chop on my side I don't think you wanna act up I hit up margiela man You know he gon Spin with the fan Walk down on him He son of a Sam Fuck going to hell Nigga I don't give a damn I'm dripping givenchy Lil bitch I'm a dog Whole lotta money I'm rich nigga Do what I want Spin in a big body Feel like I'm trump Trynna run up Nigga you out of luck I'm in the field Throwing bullets Like I'm Steve McNair It feel like a match When the racks they appear Matty dressed up Like he running for mayor Fuck it we throwing them shots in the air Got hit from the blindside He ain't see the glare Blue dot on the glock This shit like a saber Boog43 bitch You know ima player Fuck her one time I ain't calling her later Save by the bell Bitch I feel like I'm slater Bitch I'm a jock You know I can't chase her I need me a bitch like Lisa Kelly Run through these bitches Man feel like I'm feld I'm drinking this wock And I know it ain't healthy I walk with the demons You know the shit help me Put on a gillie I gotta move stealthy Stack up the racks I got to be wealthy It's 3 lil bitch Ain't shit you could tell me I was down bad Ain't nobody help me I was down bad Ain't nobody help me I'm dripping givenchy Lil bitch I'm a dog Whole lotta money Im rich nigga Do what I want Spin in a big body Feel like I'm trump Trynna run up Nigga you out of luck I'm in the field throwing bullets Like I'm Steve McNair It Feel like a match When the racks they appear Matty dressed up Like he running for mayor Fuck it we throwing them shots in the air