2 or More Lyrics

This ain't what you really want you said you gon' front what you gon' really front

Smokin' on that gas, there's no boof in my blunt

Diamonds on my wrist and yeah, they blingin all the way

Tried to tell you this and tell you that, now it's a play

We gon' run it up and we gon' do it, shoot them k's

You talkin' that shit, we really might just blow your face

We really might just blow your face

You know I cannot make a case

I send one call get him erased

We see the opps on feet get chased

She gon' fuck with me cause I got ice from out the Gucci store

Fuckin' on that bitch, I do her bad and then I need some more

Makin' money, yes, I need the bands, I'm finna make some more

Make a play, then flip a band and maybe get me two or more

Get me two or more You already know how it go, I need two or more

Back into the fuckin' Gucci store, I need two or more

Fuck you mean we in the Louis store We need three of those

Bang it out, we break it out, some more

Back in saks, fifth year, I already know that I need four of those

In amiri need amiri jeans, you know I'm at my show

With a Barbie, off bacardi and she gon' ride me, yeah, some more

Close rage, road rage, get him gone no game, road game whole hang

Your bitch on me, low chain, makin' money, gold thing do it good like Hol hank

Elegant nigga walk through, gator at the toe

Your bitch on my knee, she finna suck me, yeah, the head some more

Awesome 'mazing thank you, Grayson you already know I'm home

Hit that bitch, then leave the hoe, you know I'm mad, I'm home alone

Quote that home alone, your bitch won't pick up that phone

Beaten up her back, you know you hear her through the phone

Yall niggas is talking shit, but you know that I'm on