8 Bows For 24

Lyrics
[Intro] (Red, that ho so fuckin' bumpin', bro) Ayy, ayy, ayy, I'm Action [Chorus] Ayy, ayy Check the score, add some more, you just might be next to go Green light, I tell lil' bro to go Micro mini Draco, took this bitch on me at all my shows He gon' lose his life, that's what he get for trusting all these hoes You want some advice from me up in this shit, go cop a 'bow Break it down, don't sell it whole Keep it tucked, hide your pole Might take it, I know you ain't gon' blow IG famous bitch want me to cuff for nothin', but I know she a ho RIP to Kobe, I just sold eight 'bows for twenty-four [Verse] Ayy, now I got pounds, but I started with an O Got my clientele jumping, then I went and got more Gotta know that the security ain't sеarching me, I got the stick when I walk through thе motherfuckin' door I know these bitches for everybody and that's the reason I ain't trusting these motherfuckin' hoes I know these niggas be snakes, the Glocky gon' shoot the whole clip, so I'm trusting this pole High as fuck, spilled some drank on my clothes Hundred shots, I ain't gotta reload Married to the trap, I already proposed Plug got 'em all bagged, they already sold I don't see how you with him, you know that he told I guess you a rat too, these niggas be bogus I fucked her friend, she calling me roguish Drop a four in a Sprite, turn that bitch to a potion Jakes at the door, they won't fiend out the car This a one stop shop, got weed, got lean, got bars He from the other side, eyein' an opp Like Roddy, we put your lil' mans in a box I ain't never had no job I was in the trap going hard, on God Know a couple niggas got rich off fraud Passed the bitch to my bro, threw her up like a lob [Chorus] Ayy, ayy Check the score, add some more, you just might be next to go Green light, I tell lil' bro to go Micro mini Draco, took this bitch on me at all my shows He gon' lose his life, that's what he get for trusting all these hoes You want some advice from me up in this shit, go cop a 'bow Break it down, don't sell it whole Keep it tucked, hide your pole Might take it, I know you ain't gon' blow IG famous bitch want me to cuff for nothin', but I know she a ho RIP to Kobe, I just sold eight 'bows for twenty-four
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- RealRed