Let let that shit ride bruh
Like just keep all that shit
If I fuck up you know what I'm saying just keep it running
You feel me we gone take that bitch off
Cmon uh
I got 24 reasons why this lil nigga here a hoe
I got 24 bows in da air I need a Lo
I just trap it down to Tampa just to reup on some clothes
Mane these niggas ain nothing like me to much weight watch them fold
I been running up these bands ima kill these niggas slow
Know it hurt you niggas soul every time I strike a pose
They can't compete
Told my young nigga up dat chicken
Nigga up some more
Designers hurt my feet so ima keep on rocking white lows
Ain't taking no disrespect u play that Cho Cho on yo cantaloupe
Every bond I made I'm trapping just to feed my folks
Boy you a real Glock model biggas out here just for show
Go ask the flow about gelato bet they say I do the most
You can't name a bitch Ian hit
Ion mean to brag or boast
Down a 50 by myself look in the mirror like mane toast
I can yap bout weight all day cause nigga that's really what im on
Real hustler now I'm getting paid to preach up on these songs
I got 24 reasons why this lil nigga here a hoe
I got 24 bows in da air I need a Lo
I just trap it down to Tampa just to reup on some clothes
Mane these niggas ain nothing like me to much weight watch them fold
I been running up these bands ima kill these niggas slow
Know it hurt you niggas soul every time I strike a pose
They can't compete
Told my young nigga up dat chicken
Nigga up some more
Designers hurt my feet so ima keep on rocking white lows
Oh you bout it nigga stop that flexing spend it
This ain tag but nigga I been it
Can't ride no wave gelato coming different
No diddy
One time for my north side nigga get that dirty money know they out here filthy living
And I'm still in them trenches know some niggas take yo head off for a pendant
Got the trap on cruise control cause on that mic nobody fucking with me
Pound for pound my clientele know Ian missing
Break down king
them bags just land let's go let's get it
I got 24 reasons why this lil nigga here a hoe
I got 24 bows in da air I need a Lo
I just trap it down to Tampa just to reup on some clothes
Mane these niggas ain nothing like me to much weight watch them fold
I been running up these bands ima kill these niggas slow
Know it hurt you niggas soul every time I strike a pose
They can't compete
Told my young nigga up dat chicken
Nigga up some more
Designers hurt my feet so ima keep on rocking white lows