still sliding - finaothadon lyrics
[intro]
(jcabz)
yeah, uh, yeah, uh
yeah, yeah, uh, yeah
b*tch, uh
uh*huh
[verse]
if you broke then don’t talk when i’m talking
i sip hardt that’s why i’m always walking
shawty hopped on my d*ck, starting jogging
beat it up, put her ass in a coffin
got some runtz in my lungs so i’m coughing
it’s tha don so you know i’ma burn some
got gelato and cookies and sherbert and diesel, you’d think that i’m tryna go earn something
but i ain’t, i’m just smoking my tree
’bout to put me some racks in my t**th
’bout to keep dropping hits and get straight to that money and give it all back to the streets
i was made for this sh*t and i stuck to my training, like rocky i see no defeat
i pulled out my some racks and i’m stuffing my jeans, look down at my feet b*tch i’m stepping
cut off them rats and them snakes ’cause a n*gga too raw and i don’t got no time for no stressing
internеt n*ggas keeping capping, they say they gon’ touch me, thеy say they gon’ up with that weapon
b*tch i ain’t scared ’cause i came from the dirt, if you look at my shirt, that’s a tec, i ain’t reffing
n*ggas should know how i’m coming when i get to clapping and gang right behind me, we stepping
n*ggas should know what it means if they catch it
that means n*ggas ain’t playing no more
off a perc, i ain’t sniffing no coke
got some sprite, i’ma pour me a four
i don’t f*ck with a lot and i keep to myself ’cause the world just be doing the most
if you look at my phone, it’s a whole lotta n*ggas that’s tryna check up on they ho
i just rolled me a wood and i float
i don’t smoke on no dutches no more
it’s tha don and i’m upping the score
i don’t f*ck with these b*tches no more
it’s tha don and they know i’m a goat
got an eighth in this wood, that’s a whole lotta smoke
if these p*ssy*ass n*ggas keep talking that sh*t, then we spinning they block, that’s for sure
keep on running your mouth and it’s go time
i came up with my n*ggas like four times
fresh to death, n*ggas balling, no courtside
did this sh*t as a joke and got cosigned
your b*tch choose on a n*gga, i’m too fine
and she love that i’m hood, that’s a good sign
it’s finaothadon and there’s only one don so i had to show her what that feel like
i feel samuel l. jackson, there’s too many snakes on my godd*mn plane
chopper sing like tony braxton, i air that b*tch out now it’s me and the gang
up with the bl!ck and now he need some pampers
thought it was sweet, he was tweeting out slander
n*ggas want smoke, guess we giving ’em cancer
never failing ’cause i got all the answers
[outo]
you said what?
’cause i got all the answers
big don, b*tch
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