N7

Up It
These niggas don't like me, they tryna belight me, your bitch my fan, she dyin' to Skype me I'm in your bed, with my dick out, eatin' yo kids snacks, and using your WiFi, these bitches is triflin' I never had it, but now that I have it, the gang goin' crazy, the haters still whinin' They tried to flex on a nigga [?] then we got rich on these niggas, that shit perfect timin' I don't smoke K too, bitch I let the K spray Choppa make him dance like a nigga doin' the Nae Nae Free my nigga Spitta, R.I.P [?] You a whole rat, nigga I'm a big A Back in the day, used to jump with the bros Niggas is squirrels, I'm bad to the bone Nigga talkin' shit, I'mma pull up with a paper roll Paint you like a picture, have you drippin' like a raincoat Big ass booty, stick my finger in the A-hole I can bet a quarter, you have never seen a bankroll Nigga I be spazzin', why I gotta aim for? Choppa, origami, make a nigga facefold I should be on "Say Cheese", showin' off my queso Bitch you a fan, you gon' do what I say so Woo, you already know what the fuck goin' on Petty Wap in this motherfucker Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I never gave a fuck of a nigga or a bitch On god, these niggas see a young nigga shinin' These bitches see a young nigga shinin' On god, we the opps Letras de cancionesFree the opps, bitch Woo! Petty Wap You payin' for pussy, you goin' out sad Go get some money, don't you want a bag? I came out from nothin', now these niggas mad [?] in my pocket, I set you on yo' ass I drive in a Uber, I don't want no crash I still got my pole up, don't reach for my cash I'm fuckin' on models in the bubble bath I hit up [?] for the fuckin' cash I hit the [?] with my brother Cash We breakin' yo pockets like they made of glass Eat up the beat, yo' bitch gettin' thrashed Yo' bitch eat the meat, drop kids on her ass Hold up, let me bring that shit back Yo' bitch eat the beat like a cup of noodles I'm with the Ruger like a toaster strudel Niggas is bitches, let's call em' a poodle Don't fuck with bitches [?] I'm the king, I feel like the [?] Beam at his head like a [?] I'm a real nigga, I don't need no shoota Don't love no bitches, I got love for my jeweler On god! From Letras Mania