Lyrics
On my plug we never speak bout that, catch a contact high when i kick it with the team Kai, fuck boy out of line send em to they lord
trust fund fiends my blood run green
cause we all want the same thing
I tried to told em honey uffy that crack, hundred clips i might let if off
We dont got a sports team just a whole lot of drugs, all these fuckin pills up in my system never coming down My, oxycotton my block be poppin
Uffy lane pain gang repping hard, to stunt all over those who ain t believe in our dream Kai, big house gold teeth pinky ring motherfucker
Menage a trois and cars and broads from over seas and shit mayne, ima go hard for my future daughter, bitch i ain t got a dollar ain t even got a dream
Big house gold teeth pinky ring motherfucker, cause we all want the same thing In, and you probably dont know about this but you ought to
Got the lean with my sprite bout to go harder, and you probably dont know about this but you ought to, hundred clips i might let if off
nothing but ignant in my repertoire
Cause we all want the same thing, i fell in love with money in that trap
And you probably dont know about this but you ought to, bitch i ain t got a dollar ain t even got a dream Blood, shit be dry this side of the hood
Im from the gutter where they move that stuff, bet not slip i swear to god, im from the gutter where they move that stuff
I fell in love with money in that trap, like 9 11 how they blew that up Kai, ima go hard for my future daughter
Just drop that raw white in the hot water, nothing but ignant in my repertoire, these boys gon ride when they up to no good
all them bricks in that rental car
trust fund fiends my blood run green
Oxycotton my block be poppin, nothing but ignant in my repertoire
And you probably dont know about this but you ought to, got the lean with my sprite bout to go harder
i fell in love with money in that trap
Bitch i ain t got a dollar ain t even got a dream, cause we all want the same thing, on my plug we never speak bout that
trust fund fiends my blood run green
Hundred clips i might let if off, all them drugs is gon feed these raps
Uffy captain gon be on his grind the fuck you thinking hah hah hah, all them bricks in that rental car
We dont got a sports team just a whole lot of drugs, oxycotton my block be poppin In, just a whole bunch of work clientele of them fiends
Trust fund fiends my blood run green, cause we all want the same thing
Cause we all want the same thing, i tried to told em honey uffy that crack
and you probably dont know about this but you ought to
