CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : SS Talk

(Six7 on the beat)

Lil b*t*h the plug daughter, that's how I f**ked
Heard they got white and bud, I'm like f**k it
Don't do the cap talk we shut it up
I put them ratchet b*t*hes on the truck
Don't like pizza and she eat the crust
Wok out the P just crush it in the crush
We just tryna eat you have yo pistol tucked
Hear them tires screeching, you know its us

I made the LA plug drop the price
Scored in the 2nd and don't take advice
I tried the dry brick inside the rice
I tried to board a choppеr on a flight
I tried to f**k 4 b*t*hes in one night
I hit a ratchеt b*t*h and kinda liked it
I hit my Christian b*t*h and read the bible
That be all murder, that secret society

I heard they snitchin', hear that all the time
Its crazy, cause my n***as bond out on bodies
Told him aim at the head, hit his chest, that's a fine
If they come get me I swear Id be thuggin
Just take care of my daughter, I swear I'll be fine
Swear if the feds could read my mind, they probably'll hit me with organized crime
If I start hittin' these b*t*hes and talking about all my business they might drop a dime
Know I'm a king, I'm on top, I'm on top, I'm on top, and my- none of my opp's cannot climb
Think if I pay for another head n***as gone get the logistics somebody gone die
We tryna crack us another head, 'nother drop, 'nother backdoor
Thats another new slime

If they come get me I swear Id be thuggin
Just take care of my daughter, I swear I'll be fine
Swear if the feds could read my mind, they probably'll hit me with organized crime
If I start hittin' these b*t*hes and talking about all my business they might drop a dime
Know I'm a king, I'm on top, I'm on top, I'm on top, and my- none of my opp's cannot climb