P4IN

Lyrics
[Intro] (Haha, what the f—) Are you recording? Oh yeah? (Haha, what the f—) Oh yeah? Coming through your hood, blowing up every street Slime, slime, slime, slime Damn, damn Oh yeah? [Chorus] Don't matter the cause, but the pain where it ain't I been hopping counters, a nigga been scoring I was serving food, drink, had hit some water Hop out in all black, bitch I feel like a nun Yo' man fell off, but he had a good run They bumping my shit up the street, I'm the one He can't get close, he ain't getting a chance He got hit with that P, make a fuck nigga breakdance [Verse] My man high as shit, threw a Perc' in a smoothie Lil 44 a shooter, he working his Uzi Ain't saying too much, they calling me Rue Say so in my hood, bitch I feel like I'm Dooda Put the P on his ass, it left him confused I just took the Qua', it fucked up my mood Man, coming through your hood, blowing up every street After the play, I need something to eat [Chorus] Don't matter the cause, but the pain where it ain't I been hopping counters, a nigga been scoring I was serving food, drink, had hit some water Hop out in all black, bitch I feel like a nun Yo' man fell off, but he had a good run They bumping my shit up the street, I'm the one He can't get close, he ain't getting a chance He got hit with that P, make a fuck nigga breakdance Don't matter the cause, but the pain where it ain't I been hopping counters, a nigga been scoring I was serving food, drink, had hit some water Hop out in all black, bitch I feel like a nun Yo' man fell off, but he had a good run They bumping my shit up the street, I'm the one He can't get close, he ain't getting a chance He got hit with that P, make a fuck nigga breakdance
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- Jaeychino