Sunday

Lyrics

[Intro] (I really like to use cash) [Chorus] These niggas preaching like Sundays No he not ready for gunplay A milly, I get that shit one day Trap go down like a Monday I fell in love with the soda That lil' boy he think he my soldier Big body, yeah that's the Rover Bitch body, yeah I control her Not playin' games nigga no controller Thought it was yo' bitch but I stole her You tweak with the gang then we slump him over Smokin' on Za pack, yeah that odor I'm in Atlanta nigga like a falcon I'm in the middle boy like I'm Malcolm I ran the bag up, yeah without him [Verse] Lookin' for money boy, yeah I'm scoutin' Man I be high as fuck likе a fountain She not givin' top nigga then I'm outta' herе Thought you was squad, but you not Play with the gang, it get hot The .40 it bang, like a pot We not the same You is a lame Already you switchin' your lane [?] I got heat like a flame He on the bench, he don't get in the game He don't got money, not makin' no plays Went to the trap, had to come to the A You don't got straps, you don't come to the A What's on my hip? Man I keep a lil' K [Chorus] These niggas preaching like Sundays No he not ready for gunplay A milly, I get that shit one day Trap go down like a Monday I fell in love with the soda That lil' boy he think he my soldier Big body, yeah that's the Rover Bitch body, yeah I control her Not playin' games nigga no controller Thought it was yo' bitch but I stole her You tweak with the gang then we slump him over Smokin' on Za pack, yeah that odor I'm in Atlanta nigga like a falcon I'm in the middle boy like I'm Malcolm I ran the bag up, yeah without him