my year

Phew, yeah, yeah (Fllt, phew phew) Ha, I'm smoking gas, I'm smoking pressure Put that f*ck boy on a sweat shirt Phew, she on her knees I'm finally bless her Ha, that boy a bitch, and he broke I'm like what's worse? (what's worse?) Walk in the building I'm high as a bird Walk in the building I'm high as a kite I got that (phew) bitch I will not fight I'm in the A finna catch a flight Pack touched down I'm finally get right That nigga broke he finna get left I'm having money I'm doing aight' I'm having money I'm stacking my wealth My niggas shooting bitch no ref Smoking this gas need to take a breath I'm popping these perc's I'm losing my health I'm cooking up nigga like a chef He said that I'm soft, like nigga come show me I got that Glock, I'll shoot at your homie I'm having bread lil' bitch, your broke ass can't lil' bro me I used to be riding around in that stoley Now I'm in foreign whips Ha, I got a foreign bitch Ha, she got my dick on her lips Nigga talk down I let this Chopper rip I got that pack and I'm making it flip He trying to run lil' nigga don't trip Ha, I'm going up like yeah (huh) This my year (huh) nigga this my year This my year (huh) nigga this my year You want smoke make it clear It ain't no nigga that I fear Bitch I'm a dog, but I hang with them bears Left that hoe can't shed no tears (Ha, I'm going up like yeah This my year (huh) nigga this my year This my year (huh) nigga this my year It ain't no nigga that I fear Left that hoe can't shed no tears)