Rose Capone - Bury Me Lyrics

Cocky mother fucker from 300 try n fight a bitch
Catch you riding in Miami cruising round we finna dip
Calling me a pussy
Cock it back and then I pop a bitch
Paying up my dues I'm paying bread
You got caught up with glitches
They be taking Xannys while I'm cruising
Finna take they shit
Shorty she be tweaking while they leaking
She be on my tip
Passing you the aux
We hear the song and then we finna skip
We finna whip
We finna trip
Beefing with my bro I'll punch you in the lip
Wait let's slow it down
Let's run it back
I'm wearing all my 5's
Tried get with shorty but he failed
He gave up all his tries
Went a got some bread
I went back up and won her ass a prize
Searching for the treasure
Hit the spot
You should've seen my eyes
Pulled up to the spot we hopping out
Just let me roll up my jay
Stinky mother fucker comes around
And then he tries to play
Got up in his face I heard him breath
I told him not today
Tries to spin the block
He shot the Glock off where I'm finna stay
Tried to tell you stinky hoes
Get the fuck off me with your fetish to my toes
I be on that ethic
Years from now you'll catch me selling shows
Up and down yo block
I cant be stopped
I'm spitting different flows

Cocky mother fucker from 300 try n fight a bitch
Catch you riding in Miami cruising round we finna dip
Calling me a pussy
Cock it back and then I pop a bitch
Paying up my dues I'm paying bread
You got caught up with glitches
They be taking Xannys while I'm cruising
Finna take they shit
Shorty she be tweaking while they leaking
She be on my tip
Passing you the aux
We hear the song and then we finna skip
We finna whip
We finna trip
Beefing with my bro I'll punch you in the lip
Wait let's slow it down
Let's run it back
I'm wearing all my 5's
Tried get with shorty but he failed
He gave up all his tries
Went a got some bread
I went back up and won her ass a prize
Searching for the treasure
Hit the spot
You should've seen my eyes
Pulled up to the spot we hopping out
Just let me roll up my jay
Stinky mother fucker comes around
And then he tries to play
Got up in his face I heard him breath
I told him not today
Tries to spin the block
He shot the Glock off where I'm finna stay
Tried to tell you stinky hoes
Get the fuck off me with your fetish to my toes
I be on that ethic
Years from now you'll catch me selling shows
Up and down yo block
I cant be stopped
I'm spitting different flows