Print

We ain't got respect for niggas, pull up, whack and wreckin' niggas You could keep the body, I want that head, and pass her to my hitter I'ma get the pistol, pistol whip you, you gon' get the picture Get the bigger picture, baby girl, we booted off the jiggas Niggas swear they gettin' to this money, he ain't seen no figures Fauni Figueroa gettin' to them digits and your mistress We ain't got respect for niggas, pull up, whack and wreckin' niggas You could keep the body, I want that head, and pass her to my hitter I'ma get the pistol, pistol whip you, you gon' get the picture Get the bigger picture, baby girl, we booted off the jiggas Niggas swear they gettin' to this money, he ain't seen no figures Fauni Figueroa gettin' to them digits and your mistress You don't wanna blink for a second, you don't wanna miss it Trust me, baby, you don't wanna blink, you don't wanna miss this I ain't flexin', I ain't frontin', braggin', that's just how I'm livin' Why you think these niggas mad at Fauni? 'Cause they on that simp shit Why you think these niggas out here perpetratin', player hatin'? Why you think these niggas say they feel you like it's masturbation? I will have these niggas whacked off, yeah, clapped off I will have these niggas jacked off, yeah, Lily Moss And she think a nigga so smooth, Luther Vandross Rolling Loud Miami 2019, feeling like Rick Ross Taking risks, chances, sacrifices, just to be the boss SongtexteEverybody 'round me get replaced 'cause I know the cost All my old bitches got replaced, yeah, I know the cost All these fuck niggas get replaced, yeah, I know the cost If you fuck with me and now you don't then you took a loss All my old hoes seen me on TV, feel like they took a loss All the opps, they know they gotta jump me 'cause Fauni too strong Anybody runnin' up on me, yeah, he gettin' dropped Wholesale full of janitors, custodians, we moppin' Told that bitch if we gon' shoot it out right now then we gon' pop it, pistol pop it Said lil' bitch body got a pussy poppin' Hot nigga, got a real buzz, bitches say I'm poppin' Young nigga got a Cuban Mami so she call me Papi Spoiled brat, just to change my mind, she gon' give me sloppy Bitch, you get the drop up on the opps like, "Roger that and copy" Spalding in my drawers how a nigga out here been ballin' You could get your ass done right now, bitch, I still won't toss it I'm out here with Lucki right now, feelin' fucking flawless All my bitches looking real good, lookin' fucking gorgeous And we got the proper stride right now, got the proper motive Baby, this my dedication All my niggas still smoking and we on probation I done told these hoes, if I roll it up then I'ma lace it All the pain I felt up in my heart, you know I'm gettin' faded If I'm in Florida right now I'm chillin' with my Haitians Shoutout to my niggas thuggin' in the streets gettin' money Boy, you dumb as hell tryna run up on me, think you gettin' it from me Niggas be so thirsty for a lick, lookin' like crash dummies I can't be no pawn peon puppet to no fucking dummy Live my life so good that them crackers tried to take it from me Live my life so good that, my freedom, they won't take it from me Niggas get a bad bitch, settle down, and get comfy Then they run out of all they bands, stock, funds and money We ain't got respect for niggas, pull up, whack and wreckin' niggas You could keep the body, I want that head, and pass her to my hitter I'ma get the pistol, pistol whip you, you gon' get the picture Get the bigger picture, baby girl, we booted off the jiggas Aus Songtexte Mania