Trae Trae, Murda Mook - Ova Wit Lyrics

Burned a lot of bridges in my past now it's over with
I just want the dead presidents I don't wanna kick it
99 problem but my money it don't need no fixing
Boy you dumb as fuck if you think I ain't yo get to hitting
Peep the block hot I'm still trapping at the spot
Straight bows I ain't serve na rock
I was in high school with weed all in my sock
Clutching on a 22 tryna leave a nigga drop

I'm like Deuce leave the rock to me I cook that shit from scratch
Cut it up and whip it up just watch how I bring it back
Grab a cookie from big bookie we go double up of that
We ain't go cut that shit too much the rpms go bring em back

Just to book me yea I need front end and the back
She like deuce why you do me like that
Bitch I been told you only thing that I loved was the racks
Still thuggin ruff ruggin that's a fact
Know I gotta keep my head on Ian going for nothing
See no evil fear no evil chopping shit like Paul Bunyan
Long nights I was broke now I'm steady juggin Funyuns
Yea they took me as a joke now
I ball without even dunk yea home run no punting yea

No murder ain't doing no fronting
2k1L me and my niggas ball like it's nothing
Young niggas with money got a check you call I'm coming
Keep O's in a bag like Funyuns
Beat a nigga bout a post like Duncan
Deuce call you know how I'm coming
Slam a nigga like Andre Drummond
Send a nigga to the dirt with no summon
Ain't no running when murder start dumping
If it's up then it's stuck my niggas ain't going for nothing
About a bounty I'm a hunt you know how murder coming

Burned a lot of bridges in my past now it's over with
I just want the dead presidents I don't wanna kick it
99 problem but my money it don't need no fixing
Boy you dumb as fuck if you think I ain't yo get to hitting
Peep the block hot I'm still trapping at the spot
Straight bows I ain't serve na rock
I was in high school with weed all in my sock
Clutching on a 22 tryna leave a nigga drop