Lyrics

[Intro] Got 'em pleasin they in notion Young nigga in the tunch yeah we pokin' Lighthouse swervin' Yeah we lane to lane Young nigga spendin' We gon' spend been bout some change Yeah we on the bullshit Yeah yeah aye it Lil' Glizzy bitch [Chorus] Walking posted Posted on the stroll bitch Think the baby need a wipe we cleaning out yo nose shit This that solid shit Keep it a hundred never fold shit This that if I'm rocking then you motherfucking roll shit Walking posted Posted on the stroll bitch Think the baby need a wipe we cleaning out yo nose shit This that solid shit Keep it a hundred never fold shit This that if I'm rocking then you motherfucking roll shit [Verse 1] I'm spinning in a stolo call that bitch a swang out Call me lil July 4th cause it's gone be a bangout Posted on the ave servin slabs I got them tabs on me Tryna test the pussy out I dipped and dabed in it I ain't finna scope yo house if it ain't got no cash in it Bitch tryna charge me for the pussy Lil hoe that's bad business Death before dishonor I put this up on my bros niggaa Stack that money we ain't never beefing bout no hoes nigga Stay loyal win that's the way that it goes nigga If a nigga play just collect another soul nigga Body after body nigga let's get it started Shots go to fye fye right after the party Youngin spitting game And we gone spend been bout some change Lighthouse point stolo swervin lane to lane Don't think you running up cause this mac 11 got aim Don't think you running up cause this mac 11 got range [Chorus] Walking posted Posted on the stroll bitch Think the baby need a wipe we cleaning out yo nose shit This that solid shit Keep it a hundred never fold shit This that if I'm rocking then you motherfucking roll shit Walking posted Posted on the stroll bitch Think the baby need a wipe we cleaning out yo nose shit This that solid shit Keep it a hundred never fold shit This that if I'm rocking then you motherfucking roll shit [Verse 2] And we don't cop deuces nigga we don't do treasons Just because I switched the vibe up it's killa season Smokin' sour diesel plotting for a fix I know dope dealing ain't a option we tryna get rich Knocking on yo door three times then I'm poking through yo shit Yung nigga got dem plays and they in motion and shit Run up on me wrong ima pistol toating jit Streets was in a drought so I had to hit a lick Straight drop up to hiding weed in my socks YB Head Honcho I be bleeding the block Pull up on me swear to god boy I'll serve ya Run off on me swear to god that ima murk ya Yung nigga pulling GTA doing burglaries Choppa bullets eat ya up shit make ya need surgery And we don't do attempts lil boy it's really first degree We don't do attempts lil boy it's really first degree Bitch (yah yah yah yah yah) [Outro] Mystical shit YB shit nigga get your ass split My nigga J in the booth with me Lil J in the booth with me Young nigga shit 36 in the YB shit Stop playing Cune In this bitch, bitch