Keep off
• Written by Cash
I'm coolin with my homeys, they know how it is
Gettin gwop with my team, don't fuck with my scheme
Fuckboyz be hatin and a lotta time they wastin
Good girls gone bad, now they fuckin with the OGs
I come from the slum, bitch I ain't gonna front
I'm hungry for the cakes and everybody want some
Cat chase a pussy, now thats how you run
Take a gasoline, light it up I hope you burn
If you're steppin against us you better take caution
Cause I ain't foolin my fists are like telson
I'm swinging haymakers like Mike Tyson
She said she likes my shotty, bitch I ain't got none
Your hoe I'd hit it, my mind stay conceited
All the mandems stay schemin cashin aint that problematic
When miley's twerkin all the wankers be erotic
If I had a burner I'd pop that ass off and spit it
I'm coolin with my homeys, they know how it is
Gettin gwop with my team, don't fuck with my scheme
Fuckboyz be hatin and a lotta time they wastin
Good girls gone bad, now they fuckin with the OGs
Good girls gone bad now they puffin that roll up
I bling already why the fuck you trynna show off
I had a lotta strugglin, check my environment
Trust nobody is the motto that I'm livin in
Bitch I'ma flying eagle, munchin all the snakes
Fam 2s me a blem, dishonor on the jakes
My chain's so peng, every folks wanna rent
I'm lampin on hayes thats my official endz
I only want the ps, beefs I try ta prevent
All the flags we throw that we all represent
Send foes back to heathrow book a flight to heaven
Then they slee-pin below not six but seven
I'm coolin with my homeys, they know how it is
Gettin gwop with my team, don't fuck with my scheme
Fuckboyz be hatin and a lotta time they wastin
Good girls gone bad, now they fuckin with the OGs
Yeuh I had a lotta strugglin, so keep off the line
You ain't nicking nothin' cause everythin's mine
I had a little stress stuck in my mind,
Did a little blazin with my fam, shit got me sublimed
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Cash
Member since July 22 2013