White Lows

Let let that shit ride bruh Like just keep all that shit If I f*ck up you know what I'm saying just keep it running You feel me we gone take that bitch off Cmon uh I got 24 reasons why this lil nigga here a hoe I got 24 bows in da air I need a Lo I just trap it down to Tampa just to reup on some clothes Mane these niggas ain nothing like me to much weight watch them fold I been running up these bands ima kill these niggas slow Know it hurt you niggas soul every time I strike a pose They can't compete Told my young nigga up dat chicken Nigga up some more Designers hurt my feet so ima keep on rocking white lows Ain't taking no disrespect u play that Cho Cho on yo cantaloupe Every bond I made I'm trapping just to feed my folks Boy you a real Glock model biggas out here just for show Go ask the flow about gelato bet they say I do the most You can't name a bitch Ian hit Ion mean to brag or boast Down a 50 by myself look in the mirror like mane toast I can yap bout weight all day cause nigga that's really what im on Real hustler now I'm getting paid to preach up on these songs I got 24 reasons why this lil nigga here a hoe I got 24 bows in da air I need a Lo I just trap it down to Tampa just to reup on some clothes Mane these niggas ain nothing like me to much weight watch them fold I been running up these bands ima kill these niggas slow Know it hurt you niggas soul every time I strike a pose They can't compete Told my young nigga up dat chicken Nigga up some more Designers hurt my feet so ima keep on rocking white lows Oh you bout it nigga stop that flexing spend it This ain tag but nigga I been it Can't ride no wave gelato coming different No diddy One time for my north side nigga get that dirty money know they out here filthy living And I'm still in them trenches know some niggas take yo head off for a pendant Got the trap on cruise control cause on that mic nobody fucking with me Pound for pound my clientele know Ian missing Break down king them bags just land let's go let's get it I got 24 reasons why this lil nigga here a hoe I got 24 bows in da air I need a Lo I just trap it down to Tampa just to reup on some clothes Mane these niggas ain nothing like me to much weight watch them fold I been running up these bands ima kill these niggas slow Know it hurt you niggas soul every time I strike a pose They can't compete Told my young nigga up dat chicken Nigga up some more Designers hurt my feet so ima keep on rocking white lows