THELITTLEENGINETHATCOULD
Lyrics
You mad huh?
Try to get in my lane but you cant huh?
Try and touch the gang you get trampled
I just got a bag cause I can uh
I do what I want cause I can uh
She gon' top me off she a fan ahh
40 get to blastin' so he ran off
I don't need no shooter I just pull up
When I hit the spot better pull up
I heard that your last couldn't match up
When it comes to me it don't matter
Shawty if you bad yea I'm badder'
Shawty if you blast Ima blaster
Call me Sanji Ima make a platter
If I keep the juice I keep the drumma'
It aint no comments
Don't care bout' comments
Still rock designer
Im rocking Cartier
You rocking jouneyer
My racks is hardly earned
They ask me for a verse
And they songs the worst
Put 'em in a herse
Put 'em on a shirt
Put 'em on the back
Put 'em with the rest
Caught 'em where he lack
Caught 'em with the sack
My racks is hardly earned
My racks is hardly earned
We rockin cartier
You rockin journeyer
Diamond VVS ahh
Pull up you get stretched out
I can't have no extra
You can't do no extra
You want the hoe then you can keep her
Better not ask me for no feature
I got two hoes that rock Chanel
That mean it's double C's
We got the choppa rainin' hell
That mean I got the heater
Boy pretending I can tell
It's just that time of season
Try to get in my lane but you cant huh?
Try and touch the gang you get trampled
I just got a bag cause I can uh
I do what I want cause I can uh
She gon' top me off she a fan ahh
40 get to blastin' so he ran off
I don't need no shooter I just pull up
When I hit the spot better pull up
You mad huh?
Try to get in my lane but you cant huh?
Try and touch the gang you get trampled
I just got a bag cause I can uh
I do what I want cause I can uh
She gon' top me off she a fan ahh
40 get to blastin' so he ran off
I don't need no shooter I just pull up
When I hit the spot better pull up
I heard that your last couldn't match up
When it comes to me it don't matter
Shawty if you bad yea I'm badder'
Shawty if you blast Ima blaster
Call me Sanji Ima make a platter
If I keep the juice I keep the drumma'
It aint no comments
Don't care bout' comments
Still rock designer
Im rocking Cartier
You rocking jouneyer
My racks is hardly earned
They ask me for a verse
And they songs the worst
Put 'em in a herse
Put 'em on a shirt
Put 'em on the back
Put 'em with the rest
Caught 'em where he lack
Caught 'em with the sack
My racks is hardly earned
My racks is hardly earned
We rockin cartier
You rockin journeyer
Diamond VVS ahh
Pull up you get stretched out
I can't have no extra
You can't do no extra
You want the hoe then you can keep her
Better not ask me for no feature
I got two hoes that rock Chanel
That mean it's double C's
We got the choppa rainin' hell
That mean I got the heater
Boy pretending I can tell
It's just that time of season
Try to get in my lane but you cant huh?
Try and touch the gang you get trampled
I just got a bag cause I can uh
I do what I want cause I can uh
She gon' top me off she a fan ahh
40 get to blastin' so he ran off
I don't need no shooter I just pull up
When I hit the spot better pull up
Writer(s): Matthew Rodela
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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