WYDIF? Songtext
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WYDIF? Songtext
If you don′t it for the pape
Then what u do it for
If you don't move that shit today
Then It won′t move at all
It's too much money in the bank
I gotta get it all
I suggest you go away
And do not get involved
I know some niggas passed away
Off that fentanyl
I know a nigga that do that fent
And he got lock jaw
Damn I let them get away
I thought I popped y'all
You ain′t really in the field
Boy you don′t hunt at all
I'm gone be there by the morning
If I get that call
You ain′t really pushing p
Boy you don't flip at all
Before Id ever seen a win
Id have to take that fall
Niggas never pass the rock
But I′m gone still ball
Money counter steady beeping
That shit getting tall
Extendos on the chop fat
Look like biggie smalls
Niggas quick to slime you out
Like they John Wall
They on the money
Had to put that shit inside the wall
Flip his whip if he playing
Bout my dividends
You inside a that casket
How this shit about to really end
I don't know you niggas
Who the fuck is them
This ain′t really what you asked for
Grandma came in wit the switch
I was trying to hear the pastor
I got tears in my eyes
As I'm flipping through the chapters
Ask me do you wanna die
Does that make you feel relaxed or
Maybe traumatised
It's a homicide
Every time nigga what you mad for
If you don′t it for the pape
Then what u do it for
If you don′t move that shit today
Then It won't move at all
It′s too much money in the bank
I gotta get it all
I suggest you go away
And do not get involved
I know some niggas passed away
Off that fentanyl
I know a nigga that do that fent
And he got lockjaw
Damn I let them get away
I thought I popped y'all
You ain′t really in the field
Boy you don't hunt at all
Then what u do it for
If you don't move that shit today
Then It won′t move at all
It's too much money in the bank
I gotta get it all
I suggest you go away
And do not get involved
I know some niggas passed away
Off that fentanyl
I know a nigga that do that fent
And he got lock jaw
Damn I let them get away
I thought I popped y'all
You ain′t really in the field
Boy you don′t hunt at all
I'm gone be there by the morning
If I get that call
You ain′t really pushing p
Boy you don't flip at all
Before Id ever seen a win
Id have to take that fall
Niggas never pass the rock
But I′m gone still ball
Money counter steady beeping
That shit getting tall
Extendos on the chop fat
Look like biggie smalls
Niggas quick to slime you out
Like they John Wall
They on the money
Had to put that shit inside the wall
Flip his whip if he playing
Bout my dividends
You inside a that casket
How this shit about to really end
I don't know you niggas
Who the fuck is them
This ain′t really what you asked for
Grandma came in wit the switch
I was trying to hear the pastor
I got tears in my eyes
As I'm flipping through the chapters
Ask me do you wanna die
Does that make you feel relaxed or
Maybe traumatised
It's a homicide
Every time nigga what you mad for
If you don′t it for the pape
Then what u do it for
If you don′t move that shit today
Then It won't move at all
It′s too much money in the bank
I gotta get it all
I suggest you go away
And do not get involved
I know some niggas passed away
Off that fentanyl
I know a nigga that do that fent
And he got lockjaw
Damn I let them get away
I thought I popped y'all
You ain′t really in the field
Boy you don't hunt at all
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