UA-36237165-1
[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Run up, I aim with that Glock, he get back
I got a choppa, a scope and a mag
Ain't chasing a bitch, only chasing them stacks
I wasn't shit and I ain't going back
I point out my fingers, my boys go attack
I keep the stick, how can I ever lack?
Link with your bitch and I blow out her back
I'm getting money, you ain't getting that
Run up, I aim with that Glock, he get back
I got a choppa, a scope and a mag
Ain't chasing a bitch, only chasing them stacks
I wasn't shit and I ain't going back
I point out my fingers, my boys go attack
I keep the stick, how can I ever lack?
Link with your bitch and I blow out her back
I'm getting money, you ain't getting that
[Verse]
I use to love, I can't love anymore
I use to fall in love and shit
Now I just wanna fuck that bitch
Nowadays I'm like "Fuck that bitch"
She a thot, she gon' fuck my clique (Yeah)
Got a blick, I'ma bust that bitch (Yeah)
My team real tight and you can't fit
Big clip and a stick and that shit gon' hit
Feet real fast and that boy run rings
I don't smoke weed but I'm smokin' like a knick
She gon' watch me like this shit fire
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She stay callin', hit up boy [?]
I'm goin' up fast, you can't stop my glow
My niggas, they with it, you know they gon' get it
They hear all my music, like "Tecca, you shitted"
They said I couldn't do it, nigga, I did it
While they steady losing, nigga, I'm winning