Music : Scythermane/LXNGVX
La Chat smokin on a sack like a real mack
Sitting back, countin' all my ends checking all traps
Claiming you won't go, that's a damn lie
You get got, I have you hypnotized
I don't even care, we can share in this game ho
Tossing these niggas for the dough is the way it go
Cold bitches know I’m in my murder
And I’m ‘boutta be a sold lie
Just don’t remember
I just wanna solo die
Next to no bitch that’s finna cry about a cold lie
I trust her like I trust a sales pitch
You’ll never die
My soul is so drained
I know better
Won’t even try
Won’t even try
Won’t even try
I grip the side up on my burner, burner
When I peep the bands
I grip the side up on my burner, burner
La Chat smokin on a sack like a real mack
Sitting back, countin' all my ends checking all traps
Claiming you won't go, that's a damn lie
You get got, I have you hypnotized
I don't even care, we can share in this game ho
Tossing these niggas for the dough is the way it go
Having niggas sick about the way that I did man
You should of told them I'm a real mutherfvckin pimp
Gotta worry ‘bout these hands
Touché be my drip
Until I pull up on your bravo
Let the water drip
I got the bag just like a canopy
The flow about it
Never doubt it
High amounts of nicotine
A fair reminder
Never cross my dime
You is my enemy
Mercedes ridin’
No Mustangs
But, you know, I’m just here hangin’
I don't even care, we can share in this game ho
Tossing these niggas for the dough is the way it go
Having niggas sick about the way that I did man
You should of told them I'm a real mutherfvckin pimp
La Chat smokin on a sack like a real mack
Sitting back, countin' all my ends checking all traps
Claiming you won't go, that's a damn lie
You get got, I have you hypnotized
La Chat smokin on a sack like a real mack
Sitting back, countin' all my ends checking all traps
Claiming you won't go, that's a damn lie
You get got, I have you hypnotized
I don't even care, we can share in this game ho
Tossing these niggas for the dough is the way it go
Having niggas sick about the way that I did man
You should of told them I'm a real mutherfvckin pimp
Let the water drip
I got the bag just like a canopy
The flow about it
Never doubt it
High amounts of nicotine
A fair reminder
Never cross my dime
You is my enemy
Mercedes ridin’
No Mustangs
But, you know, I’m just here hangin’