True ft. Loso860 Lyrics

Just went to the store had to get a lil drip and shit

Now they watching my pockets I gotta get this shit

I don't give a fuck when they pull up I had dish shit

(Ahu) I ain't even dissing kid

Yah True Religion got that shit sowed in

I'm really in the league and shit

Signing all these papers to all the homies sowed in

(Yah)

I passed a couple advances to the homies thats what we be doin'

We stacking real money yah you be really talking about it

Got blue checks got this shit in my fuckin wallet and my

Digits really running up I got the numbers

I'm a mathematician and I got the stick too

I be scaring these pussies you know that shit true

I go sick in the pussy you making bitch moves

I be sturdy with the shit they think this shit cool

I don't wanna pass the mic but I had to do it

Serving out these fucking rocks like I'm Patrick Ewing

I'm just eating some wing at the chicken spot

And I'm looking at this money like I get a lot

I don't want the D's back in the phone trying to take me out

When I make all these moves that gotta be perfect

I'm do some shit they don't know about

And thats gunna make em' nervous

(Loso860)

I just ran shit up from two feet and two hands

Two bitches twerking on me two cheeks in both hands

I be really shit talking boy you know I ain't playin'

Got your bitch on her knees and she know she ain't praying

I just brought her to the telly and she know she ain't staying

I just bought a P of Za got bag it up and weigh it

Yah you heard me the first time boy I aint gotta say it

I ever up the stick just know that I'm spray it

Six feet back social distancing,

If your head ain't rocking to my music you ain't listnein'

Heard your man an offie in this function he ain't gettin in

If you talking crazy about my mans just know that we gettin him

Fuck getting him we knock him off

Plug just pulled with the packs and dropped em off

It don't even matter what he says this shit cost

As soon as you try to get the pape, you know we pulling' off