Sub Me In

Lyrics

[Chorus] Bitch, I'm ballin' like a Knick I'm in the trap with the stick Blow your nose off I just dosed out I ain't playin' with these niggas but bring them poles out I ain't sparin' none of you niggas don't try to fold now Bitch they know my gang I ain't worried 'bout what her name Came in that bih' with the mob Left out that hoe with ya bitch Get down low, hit licks Stack up the paper, get rich You better be lucky, I miss I'm tryna put pointers in my wrist [Verse] I'm loadin' up bullets in the clip Ball like D'Angelo Russell See 'em in the club I rush 'em That nigga the feds so fuck 'em That nigga feds so we hot I re-up with all that I got You spent your shit on a thot They watch how I move on the block You never know who out there watchin' You never know a nigga be plottin' Why you playin'? I got the choppa' Dog on a leash can't stop 'em Choppa' got kick it play soccer I'm tryna fuck a IG model I'm tryna be up like Rodnell Strip a lil' nigga out his boots Cock that bitch back, shoot I don't give a fuck 'bout your crew One dude from the news She givin' interviews That's what the fuck'll happen, when that shit get for real dude Pull up on you with that yap stick, nigga catch a kill lil' dude [Chorus] Bitch, I'm ballin' like a Knick I'm in the trap with the stick Blow your nose off I just dosed out I ain't playin' with these niggas but bring them poles out I ain't sparin' none of you niggas don't try to fold now Bitch they know my gang I ain't worried 'bout a nigga name Came in that bih' with the mob Left out that hoe with ya bitch Get down low, hit licks Stack up the paper, get rich You better be lucky, I miss I'm tryna put pointers in my wrist