Lyrics
All about me and mine
Please do not cross the line
Yea, yea
Squad on that demon time
Turn your block into Columbine
Yea, yea
AMG swerving
Move with a purpose
Sold bags worth more than a Birkin
She know I'm Dope
Fell in love with The Boy
OD if she think that she worth it
Don't stress the prices
She hungry for love
But I'm feeding her vices
This game in a vice grip
All black with the K
Like I'm rolling with ISIS
Say they never see me
Give the slip like I'm icy
Like I'm fresh off a flight G
You could find me where the bags be
Yea
You see the flag
Say we don't run it
Man stop all the cap
Don't get aired out
Like an asthma attack
We been on top
Man they can't close the gap
No way
Barely talk but my words hold weight
The way I'm winning man it's my fate
Move in silence like my day date
I could see why they all hate
You see the hat
You see the flag
You see the set I rep
Here for the bag
Glock with 'em mags
Homie better come correct
Know that we working
'Cedes be swerving
I'm what you call the connect
Stay in yo lane
No time for games
Y'all better watch where you step
WRITERS
Christian Caraballo
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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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Top Emotion
Anger
Sentiment
Theme
Abuse and Violence
