I Wonder ft. Roxky Da Don Lyrics

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Yeah Roxky

LA Flow On This Muhfucka

How you say you shooting, you ain't got no gun

How you want to go to war but got no funds

Send a little nigga to go and snatch yo son

And I don't want ya bitch cause she ain't got no buns

I'm the type of nigga, Send the smoke to ya mama house

Banging on the door, now got her asking what he talking bout

I don't like to talk, I'd rather watch them niggas chalk em out

Runts got me losing brain cells but I'm focused now

I was just broke last year but I'm balling now

Same bitch who wasn't fucking then trying to fuck me now

Brothers doing time in the feds, I still hold it down

Black got two years in that bitch and then he popping out

She just popped a 30 and she gone and she geeking out

Brother called my phone, say they jumped him now he tweaking out

Slide down they block the same night and they was hiding out

Got my lil bitch to set him up and then she find em out

Two weeks later she call my phone

She got the drop on em

Call my brother phone the same night, it's time to slide on em

Not that boy meat up out his taco now is mind gone

Cartier watch got me freezing, different time zone

Ex bitch still watch my page, see what I'm on

I don't entertain the bullshit, bitch I'm not broke

Better do a PPP instead of watching me

Niggas taking trips Cali eating off of EDD

And I ain't giving sauce for free

Bitch you gotta pay a fee

Even if I say I love you bitch this fee is barely cheap

And I don't want to hear no talking bitch ya face be on a tee

I'll send em up to GOD if the decisions up to me

I WONDER

How you say you shooting, you ain't got no gun

How you want to go to war but got no funds

Send a little nigga to go and snatch yo son

And ion want ya bitch cause she ain't got no buns

My daddy was a pastor, I Can't say I love the Christian life

Fucking all these bitches, I Don't think I'll never find a wife

You cross me once it's over with, I can't do no three stripes

We from the hood, we keep fighting

My auntie call me street life

I got just what you need right

We get to all the cheese right

I slime em for a clean price

Fucking up every scene right

Chasing all of these dreams right

Killing em call me Scream

My pops called me from Heaven, say he like everything he seeing

These niggas, they be pussy, they'll get knocked off for a ben

But I don't think they worth that

That chain around his neck, snatched

We walk around with big racks

12 asking me how it is

I tellem it's his contract or maybe it's a record deal

We getting so much money, they can't figure out how much it is

We running up these bands, hunnid thousand in a duffel bag

That hoe tried to play on my name but Iain never went out sad

I give brodie the green light, he gone for sure secure the bag

Alexander McQueen tings, I drip in every outfit

This jacket I got on Dawg, I don't think it came out yet

Begging for that attention, boy he tryna get a clout check

That check just dropped in her bank account, I swear it ain't rerouting

They knowing I fuck with Wayne, they been calling me The Hot Boy

Sometimes ion think, I be quick to spin the block boy

I tellem I'm on what they, I think I wanna strike first

And I can't be behind you if yeen tryna bite first

How you say you shooting, you ain't got no gun

How you want to go to war but got no funds

Send a little nigga to go and snatch yo son

And ion want ya bitch cause she ain't got no buns

Hell Nawl