M6BB DOC - 15 RACKS

Woke up to 15 racks knocking at the door
My youngen ain't pray this morning he want to snatch a soul
Don't kill one of these pussy niggas that's a goal
You really run it up or running after hoes
Came from selling rock we running after Hov
You running with them pussy niggas half them told
It's five in the morning and I haven't closed
12 percs left bout a half a bow
Unc just called say they snatching bro
Say he had to show them hoes how fast it go
Pulled down on blood he was mashing blow
Bout six phones ringing who they asking for
Hopped behind a Hemi we was passing dope
Flying up the Warren like its Gratiot though
Brody blew a light and here them bastards go
Five deep errbody stashing dope
Them bitches wrote some tickets ain't harass us though
Money phone jamming so we had to go
I ain't even sip bro nem had a 4
You ain't shot a gun what you had them for
I'll walk some shit down like a fashion show
You aint scored one time get a basket bro
Pussy you was wide open what you pass it for
Nigga just to push the point I'll blast your coach
I mean just to prove the point I'll blast coach
It's bigger than corona what these masks is for
Shhh that's something niggas need to practice more
Niggas claiming anything like taxes bro
I can't switch same nigga like a backwards O
I been schooled niggas you ain't passing bro
40 give me anything I be asking for
30 broke bread with me I ain't have it bro
Fuck niggas wasn't sharing so we tax them bro
32 for the LA magic bro
Survive any storm that's the caption bro
My nigga on the run pray they don't capture bro
Steady saying RIP something you ain't blast for bro
My choppa uplift something like a pastor bro
Nigga start getting lazy and the grass a grow
I ate my broccoli and my peas so my bag a grow
She want to do it from the back so that ass can grow
These niggas do it for the gram so the task can know
I'm a shoot his face open make the casket close
You just a little broke boy get a cast for bro
Everybody swear they demons niggas Casper though
All the tension start rising when the cash is low
Your bitch fucking need the extras for the lashes bro
These niggas be with every nigga like a nasty hoe
I busted her on purpose she ain't trap me bro
I'm a fuck the Rolie face up like acne bro
I was trying to rumble with a bitch she attacked me bro
I'm not bout to argue with no nigga it's a fact he broke

Written by:
Clete Robinson

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