Haha
Ya n***as buggin man
2021 LUNCHBOX shit n***a
Fuck is you talking bout
He talkin' down we gon' drop that boy
Brody gon' slide wit the Glocks on boy
Been countin' guap my boy
I'm like free Rah off the rock my boy
Been juggin' hard I ain't got no choice
We got five nines in the spot no Royce
We got them chops that sing like the Voice
Still sippin' wock but that not the point
Walk-in I'm trippin' on everybody, and anybody
We get them racks unlike everybody, we not just anybody
Don't you try to come test, don't you try to come test bro gon' catch a body
Dont you try to come test, cause I got them mothafuckin killas round me
We gettin' racks on this side, on this side
Better not lack on this sidе, you'll get whacked on this side
Lunchbox still sippin' drink likе Cristal
Too many hits know the Drake don't miss nah
I'm goin up I ain't making no pitstop
All of these hoes got me feeling like Chip Sky (HA)
Roll a blunt up, when I'm stressed I gotta roll one more blunt up
Hit the field I'm scoring drank wit my runner
All this drip on me, I'm feelin' like Gunna
Talkin down and the chops clappin' like thunder
Play and you dead thats word to my mother
He a internet n***a, no wonder
Your bitch gave me brain and that shit was some tundra (UH)
Bitch get in tune wit it
Sometimes I feel like I'm losing it
Get me a sprite then I pour me a two in it
Only the wock cause the tris finna ruin it(UH)
Bitch get in tune wit it
Sometimes I feel like I'm losing it
Get me a sprite then I pour me a two in it
Only the wock cause the tris finna ruin it
He talkin' down we gon' drop that boy
Brody gon' slide wit the Glocks on boy
Been countin' guap my boy
I'm like free Rah off the rock my boy
Been juggin' hard I ain't got no choice
We got five nines in the spot no Royce
We got them chops that sing like the Voice
Still sippin' wock but that not the point
He talkin' down we gon' drop that boy
Brody gon' slide wit the Glocks on boy
Been countin' guap my boy
I'm like free Rah off the rock my boy
Been juggin' hard I ain't got no choice
We got five nines in the spot no Royce
We got them chops that sing like the Voice
Still sippin' wock but that not the point
