CAPA/TRACKLIST
Letra : Nine
(Ayy, Geo got the bands, huh?)
My brother turn this sh*t up
She mad I don't give a f**k
I'm in that Rolls-Royce truck
B*t*h I just got a bag, "Wa**up?"
I'm the one finna f**k up the world
Grown a** man, but he act like a girl
Eliantte, my b*t*h rockin' pearls
Pocket's lift, my money do curls
Pocket's lift, my money do sit-ups
I'm lightskin, but she call me "That n***a"
think that they rich, but I'm richer
Walk in [?], and that ask for a picture
Number (N)ine on my [?]
Rock designer on my fit, it cost ya livin'
Money, I'm makin' grown man decisions
17, finna f**k up the system
Uh, I'm finna hit a hoe up, on her Finsta
After I get her, f**kin' her sister, oh
Rick Owen, my boots, my denim
Really like spendin', my sh*t еxpensive, oh
She wanna f**k with mе now, but I tell that hoe, "You wasn't f**k with me back then"
I made a mill' off a microphone, who would've knew it would be a Aston?
Stop all that sh*t, why you askin', hoe
I'm the type boy, to pull up, break her back in
They know I ride with a Ratchet, oh
Finna slide on that n***a, then we dashin'
Don't give a f**k bout the past sh*t, I'm on my bag sh*t, she be f**kin' me with pa**ion
My n***as don't f**k with that kid, I'm on my dash sh*t, f**k around, and get you slapped, b*t*h
Seventeen, but I got so many sons
I walk around, with my hand on my gun
Only get one chance, you f**k up and your done
Pa**ed her to the team, and you think she the one
Countin' them bands, so my Glock got a drum
your mans, we caught you when he run
I'm gettin' money, lil' b*t*h are you dumb?
Uh, b*t*h are you dumb?
I put a whole lot of money up in the G65, I'ma floor it
They see that I'm goin' dummy, in the pen, they try so hard to ignore it
Uh, huh, your bunny go slow like a tortoise
I'm with my brothers like, [?]
Don't got time for a b*t*h, n***a, I got to focus
My brother turn this sh*t up
She mad I don't give a f**k
I'm in that Rolls-Royce truck
B*t*h I just got a bag, "Wa**up?"
Grown a** man, but he act like a girl
Eliantte, my b*t*h rockin' pearls
Pocket's lift, my money do curls
Pocket's lift, my money do sit-ups
I'm lightskin, but she call me "That n***a"
think that they rich, but I'm richer
Walk in [?], and that ask for a picture
Number (N)ine on my [?]
Rock designer on my fit, it cost ya livin'
Money, I'm makin' grown man decisions
17, finna f**k up the system
My brother turn this sh*t up
She mad I don't give a f**k
I'm in that Rolls-Royce truck
B*t*h I just got a bag, "Wa**up?"
I'm the one finna f**k up the world
Grown a** man, but he act like a girl
Eliantte, my b*t*h rockin' pearls
Pocket's lift, my money do curls
Pocket's lift, my money do sit-ups
I'm lightskin, but she call me "That n***a"
think that they rich, but I'm richer
Walk in [?], and that ask for a picture
Number (N)ine on my [?]
Rock designer on my fit, it cost ya livin'
Money, I'm makin' grown man decisions
17, finna f**k up the system
Uh, I'm finna hit a hoe up, on her Finsta
After I get her, f**kin' her sister, oh
Rick Owen, my boots, my denim
Really like spendin', my sh*t еxpensive, oh
She wanna f**k with mе now, but I tell that hoe, "You wasn't f**k with me back then"
I made a mill' off a microphone, who would've knew it would be a Aston?
Stop all that sh*t, why you askin', hoe
I'm the type boy, to pull up, break her back in
They know I ride with a Ratchet, oh
Finna slide on that n***a, then we dashin'
Don't give a f**k bout the past sh*t, I'm on my bag sh*t, she be f**kin' me with pa**ion
My n***as don't f**k with that kid, I'm on my dash sh*t, f**k around, and get you slapped, b*t*h
Seventeen, but I got so many sons
I walk around, with my hand on my gun
Only get one chance, you f**k up and your done
Pa**ed her to the team, and you think she the one
Countin' them bands, so my Glock got a drum
your mans, we caught you when he run
I'm gettin' money, lil' b*t*h are you dumb?
Uh, b*t*h are you dumb?
I put a whole lot of money up in the G65, I'ma floor it
They see that I'm goin' dummy, in the pen, they try so hard to ignore it
Uh, huh, your bunny go slow like a tortoise
I'm with my brothers like, [?]
Don't got time for a b*t*h, n***a, I got to focus
My brother turn this sh*t up
She mad I don't give a f**k
I'm in that Rolls-Royce truck
B*t*h I just got a bag, "Wa**up?"
Grown a** man, but he act like a girl
Eliantte, my b*t*h rockin' pearls
Pocket's lift, my money do curls
Pocket's lift, my money do sit-ups
I'm lightskin, but she call me "That n***a"
think that they rich, but I'm richer
Walk in [?], and that ask for a picture
Number (N)ine on my [?]
Rock designer on my fit, it cost ya livin'
Money, I'm makin' grown man decisions
17, finna f**k up the system
