SIPPIN (feat. 645AR)

Gang, yeah, oh, whoa, yeah, hold up Yeah, hold up If he play, then we gotta get him gone Free all my buddies, man, I wish that they were home It's too much milk, I put some money on his dome I can't trust a soul, I don't know what you be on And that bitch got a issue, I told her, bitch watch your tone, watch your tone I'm something different, bitch, that shit blowin' I see her up, I'm ticked on My man raisin' a ho, I ain't goin' Yeah, get into the chick early mornin Yeah, sippin' on codeine, now I'm snorin' I got his mad bitch over here, she hard They say, wait, we ridin' city, and they knowin Hear that bitch head over there, cause I ain't goin D-N-A, you knowin', yeah, yeah, D-N-A, you knowin D-N-A, you knowin', yeah, yeah, D-N-A, you knowin Gang, yeah, oh, whoa, yeah, hold up Yeah, hold up Yeah