MY 22

Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus] So baby (Ooo) Tell me whatchu wanna do (oo!) I got those three bags for the two (ogh ogh) And I got my twenty two (ouh) And we robbing out of town niggas too (oo!) Baby come and tell me what you want to do I got them three bags goin' for- [Verse 1] Uh huh. Mhm. Mhm Mhm Yeah, high as fuck you can see in my eyes Step in this bitch look old ass him She looks to her friend like "oh that's him." Louie V from head to Timb I'm high as fuck like Invader Zim Come to my trap, we got good drugs Come to my trap, we got good drugs All my niggas got real drugs Come to my trap, we got real drugs High as fuck I'm really the one Bags of dope fatter than Big Pun Niggas chase pussy like Tom and Jerry Feel like Gucci Mane, chain canary Feel like Based God, chain canary Real nigga thought I would never marry I got mad hoes Magdalene Mary Life ice cream, I'm the cherry Loud out the blunt when I hop in the whip Soon as she sees me, she's sucking my dick Just after the show, fans asking for pics Re-up up by five, bag gone by six Got the cash I don't need a front I love you girl I don't need to front Rush off what I smoke when I'm rolling blunt I can't be in the rear, gotta be in the front Meet up with the plug and he be blessing the pack Ezekiel Elliot feins running it back Fitted cap, not a snap back I always knew one day I'd start cracking rap More based than Soulja Boy and AGoff Play with me girl and imma cut you right off I love you girl I ain't gotta front Don't play with me I'm not the one [Chorus] So baby (Ooo) Tell me whatchu wanna do (oo!) I got those three bags for the two (ogh ogh) And I got my twenty two (ouh) And we robbing out of town niggas too (oo!) [Verse 2] Baby tell me what you want to do I got them three bags for the two (uh) And I got my 22 And we robbing out of town niggas too High as fuck, Scooby and Shaggy Doo I get in the pussy and do what I do Multiply in the trap two times two Top shelf gelato I be smoking on goo Sippin' Hi-Tech not Robitussin Eatin' sweet chip, chicken bucket bussin' High as fuck Percocet bussin' High as fuck Percocet bussin' Wake up feel like a million bucks Came from section 8, might make a million bucks Ballin' hard like I hoop for the Bucks I'm not MKULTRA, I'm never in a rut I'm on more drugs than Famous Dex We're having sex and we've never text Never in my life would I pay for a blue check Used to flip bags of dope like a Tech Deck She give good head like she went to Columbia Louie V on my wrist so you know I'm not one of them Sipping yellow like Kevin Gates Need that money right now and I can't wait [Outro] So baby- ooh oh That's how I feel when I look at you And the Percocet is bussin' too And I still got that damn twenty two