PUNYUN

Know they gotta feel me Knowing they gone feel me baby See bitch I'm racked up back up lil Nigga don't make me act up Watch how I bob and build the money ima contractor He ain't bout his money then la homie a none factor I rip a couple thousand in the wind call me Jasper I say f*ck a nine to five cause this PUNYUN coming faster You know that fourty Still be latched around my side just like a damn belt If you ain't gang you can't hang here Them niggas lame that's them same squares Bank road got my jeans pocket fat No wrangler I don't want no piecy piecy I got my own juice, I calculate before i move That's why a Nigga produce My soul is old school get blues I leave no clues Ion see no complications shit be bing to the bada boom Ion care how skinny I am I still need a lotta room Ain't it crazy how them bitches be witches want you to jump the broom I ain't been talking to la Greg in a minute I need to see em soon I'm on point like a needle, bitch I'm reba just put me in the loop My flow real sick I think I need some soup Tell the bitch ta get off my dick I'm the fucking truth Plug was over charging for the zip So i flipped his room I always knew the nigga was a lick I had to play it cool See Kenny had the fie in school Surrounded by niggas who really hungry too I started with a half of some purple shot out my nigga duke I call that Nigga back in a hour i need to re up soon My side pocket doing eightball numbers like a Nigga playing pool Running with the big dawgs as a youngin They told me stay in school Ahead of my own time, I just might, show you a thing or two All my nigga remind me of owls all they say is whoo? How the f*ck you tell me that I'm green but these hundreds really bluu I separate the cat from his hat Issa Dr. Suess For pillow talking we gone hop out like ghost nigga picca boo Bust at ya strudel Na he toast Guess you FUCCIN knew Hop in a foreign then I go And get a fucking CLUE See bitch I'm racked up back up lol Nigga don't make me act up Watch how I bob and build the money ima contractor He ain't bout his money then la homie a none factor I rip a couple thousand in the wind call me Jasper I say f*ck a nine to five cause this PUNYUN coming faster You know that fourty Still be latches around my side kits like a damn belt If you ain't gang you can't hang here Them niggas lame that's them same squares Bank road got my jeans pocket fat No wrangler