0 tre nine - nicholas craven & boldy james lyrics
[chorus: boldy james & gue wop]
no punches
no brake lines
my n*ggas really crunching facing numbers not no state time
stringing bales on stahelin like i’m avon
screaming free my n*ggas in the feds, o tre nine<
flight risk, ain't wanna let me out i feel like akon
black hoodie on, 40 tucked don't mistake me for trayvon
known in 50 states for moving weight across them state lines
b*tch we known in 50 state for moving weight across them state lines
[verse 1: boldy james & gue wop]
"welcome back!" f*ck you mean? i ain't never left
lately i been by myself shaking down in commonwealth
catch it at the top see the [?] right before it melt
bag it up and sell it to him wet and get an extra 12
we been getting 200 of [?] f*ck a record sale
all the flics that the feds took we was fresh as h*ll
invested in a semi truck was stressing with the mail
n*ggas getting booked with the books then they turning 12
the load came 50 bows over that's an extra bale
copped a brick out of saks fifth we just left chanel
now everybody gangsta heard they pushing p
n*gga got his sh*t pushed back he thought he took from me
took him out the gang with the drake like he pusha t
h*ll block, hully gully, i done been to h*ll and back
thousand grams of puppy chow i might need some help with that
stepping on the china like a welcome mat
[chorus: boldy james & gue wop]
no punches
no brake lines
my n*ggas really crunching facing numbers not no state time
stringing bales on stahelin like i'm avon
screaming free my n*ggas in the feds, o tre nine
flight risk, ain't wanna let me out i feel like akon
black hoodie on, 40 tucked don't mistake me for trayvon
known in 50 states for moving weight across them state lines
b*tch we known in 50 state for moving weight across them state lines
[verse 2: boldy james & gue wop]
serving all the hunkys and the hicks where they welcome blacks
i took that water up the hill to bobby, jill and jack
tell johnny spread the word know that fire back
and ion even need a scale i could eye a pack
skin poppin' in her vein look like a tire track
feelin' like west took my cocaine and dyed it black
ia give my right hand for a pint of ac
pour some water on his chest and make sure he ain't wire tapped
unc running out of veins he shootin' in his nuts
we put them pills in her p*ssy put her on the bus
after i blend it and i sip it make it harden up
n*gga this that grade a1 you better smarten up
it's off the record off the rip off the charts with us
took all the extras bought a split and caught a charter bus
who put that battery in his back i'm finna charge him up
been in wisconsin chasin' that milwaukee buzz
[chorus: boldy james & gue wop]
no punches
no brake lines
my n*ggas really crunching facing numbers not no state time
stringing bales on stahelin like i'm avon
screaming free my n*ggas in the feds, o tre nine
flight risk, ain't wanna let me out i feel like akon
black hoodie on, 40 tucked don't mistake me for trayvon
known in 50 states for moving weight across them state lines
b*tch we known in 50 state for moving weight across them state lines
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