September Lyrics

We squeeze triggers

Know what I'm talking bout

Fuck them niggas

Been doing that

Since I had a Lil twenty-five

Now that I'm grown

Know my gun got bigger

Been spending that

Since I had a Lil hundred racks

All on my own

Know I burned that shit up

Might dibble dab

Just to get up in that

But I never relax

Ima always get up

Speaking of that

Like to hit from the back

While I'm grabbing that ass

Baby toot that shit up

She in her bag

Like to toot that shit up

I'm in my bag like to get that skrilla

Seem like they mad

If they talking like that

Nigga need to relax

That is too much temper

Ratt tatt tatt tatt

Know we stay with the blickas

Need to fallback like the shit September

Feeling like I'm the gift

It's my bday

Doing this off the RIP

Take the lead way

Let me know who you wit

Cause in these days

That should come from your lip

Fuck what he say

Push the whip

I be lit down the freeway

Only time I'm gon skirrrt

When I grip grain

Want it for the low

Like I'm a cheapskate

All about running game like its EA

Nothing much you can tell her that's Big Bank

Quick to bust it

Let off in a fish tank

Know I'm clutching

I'm holding that Big Bang

Going nuts

So I'm letting that shit swang

Pushing buttons

Must think its a game

Mustard on it

Might catch you a stain

Might as well shop a bargain today

Guess this how you make moves when you paid

Check Me Out

What can I say

I'm usually one on Reserve

These niggas is all on my name

Fuck what you heard

Yall niggas lame

Don't switch it up

Stay in your lane

Coming for her

Might catch the fade

Extended clip

Keeping one in the brain

Two 23

Like a pair them Js

I got the rod on me

Watch how it wave

It ain't no stopping me

I will not brake

Death no dishonor take that to the grave

I'm just a product of all of them things I done seen

It just made me who I am today

Put up with all of the problems that niggas can bring

And that put me where I can't relate

I ain't the one for the arguing

Cause nigga believe

I do not give a fuck what they say cause

We squeeze triggers

Know what I'm talking bout

Fuck them niggas

Been doing that

Since I had a Lil twenty-five

Now that I'm grown

Know my gun got bigger

Been spending that

Since I had a Lil hundred racks

All on my own

Know I burned that shit up

Might dibble dab

Just to get up in that

But I never relax

Ima always get up

Speaking of that

Like to hit from the back

While I'm grabbing that ass

Baby toot that shit up

She in her bag

Like to toot that shit up

I'm in my bag like to get that skrilla

Seem like they mad

If they talking like that

Nigga need to relax

That is too much temper

Ratt tatt tatt tatt

Know we stay with the blickas

Need to fallback like the shit September