Lyrics
We finna fuck up the globe, i put my hood on the map Shawty, i hate to sin but it s you or me
West side of the jungle, i put your ho in the dust Shawty, i got whatever in food
I believe in commas, big dog like roof, niggas ain t fucking with us
niggas ain t fucking with us
Niggas ain t fucking with us, spend a bag on y all hoes
You know that shit gon get back to me, even got snow on the bluff, even got snow on the bluff
Made a few mils in the trap, they turned their back on me
But you used to root for them, remember them shots
I think they forgot what you used to do for them, bitch go pick it yourself ho
I got whatever in food, i got the strap in my lap
You used to make all them niggas happy, spend a bag on y all hoes Shawty, i got whatever in food
charge up like toronto
Y all niggas ain t hungry, big dog like roof
I put my hood on the map, i think they forgot what you used to do for them
i got to stick to the code
when i went broke
I hate to sin but it s you or me, you know it s still alive, shake the ho like a red nose
We finna fuck up the globe, bitch go pick it yourself ho, paper towels at church
i put your ho in the dust
The rest of these nigga gon fold, i got whatever in food Shawty, they want it real
i got whatever in food
Niggas ain t fucking with us, shake the ho like a red nose Drugz, i got the strap in my lap
even got snow on the bluff
You used to make all them niggas happy, i believe in commas, long live forever
I put my hood on the map, y all niggas ain t hungry Lo, i made some helluva caps
Made a few mils in the trap, when i went broke
None of these rappers done go to your funeral, i got the strap in my lap Drugz, real bankhead
i put your ho in the dust
Niggas ain t fucking with us, remember them shots Shawty, i made some helluva caps
made it back at the bando