CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : sued
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
Yeah, you know this our money, we been in our bag for real
I get a [?] on my jeans, I'm in the back and I'm gripping that steel
Trust me, I don't really like to rest, they down bad and drinking, they up in they feels
Nah, I don't really like to speak on that sh*t but I really just hope they don't heal
I see the bag then I run to the Saks
They [?] but I know that it's cap
I got an undercover on my back
Why you don't at me for my [?]
That .223 hit 'еm, ain't feelin' yo' back
You talkin' that sh*t but you [?]
If I roll with my brother you know it's a wrap
You ain't on these clothеs and your closet is cap
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t
Got so much money they told me relax
Gettin' that money, I get it in stacks
[?], you know that sh*t stay on my back
I don't need to lie, no I don't need to cap
N***as be hatin', they hate to the max
That 7.62 hit that boy back
Hittin' that b*t*h like a b***on, I tapped it
I know some n***as in every damn faction
In every environment, b*t*h I'm adaptin'
That n***a fake, caught smokin' a dab pen
I'm in LA and I'm posted with gang (Gang, yeah, yeah)
But this sh*t is non' so leave 'em with pain (Pain, yeah, yeah)
You had a sample, it's not getting cleared (Yeah, yeah)
We gonna make that lil' boy dissapear
I'm in LA, I might got to the pier
Talk sh*t on the [?], n***a I am right here
Step in that bih' with a whole lotta racks in my pocket, you wishin' that that was just you
on me, got Arcteryx on you
That sh*t better then me so let's keep it [?]
[?], I'm sorry lil' bro, I skrrt off with your boo
Balenci on me in LA, huh, you sit in that [?]
just talkin' in codes
He mad 'cause he gettin' no hoes
I walk in with Edgar in double G market, I'm bonin' your b*t*h in the back of the store
See through the fakes and they stay watchin' me, if I see them in person I might have to [?]
And they mad that they ain't gettin' dough
And they mad I'm the one with the dough
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
Yeah, you know this our money, we been in our bag for real
I get a [?] on my jeans, I'm in the back and I'm gripping that steel
Trust me, I don't really like to rest, they down bad and drinking, they up in they feels
Nah, I don't really like to speak on that sh*t but I really just hope they don't heal
I see the bag then I run to the Saks
They [?] but I know that it's cap
I got an undercover on my back
Why you don't at me for my [?]
That .223 hit 'еm, ain't feelin' yo' back
You talkin' that sh*t but you [?]
If I roll with my brother you know it's a wrap
You ain't on these clothеs and your closet is cap
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t
Got so much money they told me relax
Gettin' that money, I get it in stacks
[?], you know that sh*t stay on my back
I don't need to lie, no I don't need to cap
N***as be hatin', they hate to the max
That 7.62 hit that boy back
Hittin' that b*t*h like a b***on, I tapped it
I know some n***as in every damn faction
In every environment, b*t*h I'm adaptin'
That n***a fake, caught smokin' a dab pen
I'm in LA and I'm posted with gang (Gang, yeah, yeah)
But this sh*t is non' so leave 'em with pain (Pain, yeah, yeah)
You had a sample, it's not getting cleared (Yeah, yeah)
We gonna make that lil' boy dissapear
I'm in LA, I might got to the pier
Talk sh*t on the [?], n***a I am right here
Step in that bih' with a whole lotta racks in my pocket, you wishin' that that was just you
on me, got Arcteryx on you
That sh*t better then me so let's keep it [?]
[?], I'm sorry lil' bro, I skrrt off with your boo
Balenci on me in LA, huh, you sit in that [?]
just talkin' in codes
He mad 'cause he gettin' no hoes
I walk in with Edgar in double G market, I'm bonin' your b*t*h in the back of the store
See through the fakes and they stay watchin' me, if I see them in person I might have to [?]
And they mad that they ain't gettin' dough
And they mad I'm the one with the dough
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t, huh
I might get sued for this sh*t
