Super Charged Lyrics

I just poured a 2 of drink

I know lil shawty wanna thug me

Why this gun up on my waist

Cuz I know God can only judge me

Movin' bags everyday

Fuck that boy I don't give a fuck what they say

Tell my mama

I been dealin' with some pain

Two hundred on it, they can't afford this

Tryna be that youngin on the Forbes list

She think she p

she ain't like my pic

She said I'm gorgeous

Ain't no shortage on this stick

But this a Corbin

I swing the chop n broad day, probably bout my mans

She said no head on the first date

I told her stop playin

I put a 50 on the, it won't stop springin

No, we ain't boxin

I just poured a 2 of drink

I know lil shawty wanna thug me

Why this gun up on my waist

Cuz I know God can only judge me

Movin' bags everyday

Fuck that boy I don't give a fuck what they say

Tell my mama

I been dealin' with some pain

Young nigga livin' like he hit the lotto

Bad bitch in yellow and she look like Lotto

Told her give me head and dont' never stop though

A hundred bags from the plug, we gon' move 'em pronto

She hit the wood,

she like this fire and I tell her I know

She hit the wood, I don't talk to hoes

Don't talk about my smoke

Why this gun up on my waist

How I'm movin' through the day

Nigga playin', then he layin

Nigga playin', that's his brain

Wanna crash, feel his Carwreck

She from the hills

she want to toast up in a project

They makin' diss

We tryna to play them in the car, yeah

Two to three, they come hoppin' out

In broad day

I just poured a 2 of drink

I know lil shawty wanna thug me

Why this gun up on my waist

Cuz I know God can only judge me

Movin' bags everyday

Fuck that boy I don't give a fuck what they say

Tell my mama

I been dealin' with some pain