Bow Lyrics

Peep my chain boy this motherfucka

Bow

I got gang in this motherfucka

How

Shorty came in my crib and then got naked in my room

I rolled up cuz she asked and she brought motherfucking shrooms

Peep my chain this motherfukcing

Bow

I got gang in this motherfucking

How

I got bags with me nigga when I float out of the stores

You think it's 12 in this bitch from the way that nigga froze

Boy I'm counting bank til the casket

FMG the mob, you know we smoking in the gas bitch

If I fuck the hoe ya know she got a fat ass

Niggas want smoke boy i turn ya hoes to ash

Bag boy, counting all money in money tote

Don Mario den changed niggas really hoes

I see what you want and I den had that shit before

I see you new girl in the past I was in her throat

I called up gang, I'm the boss we expanding

Loko in this bitch with that stick that's automatic

Nigags a clear line for the niggas that's wanting static

focused but i'll prolly hit this bitch cuz she distracting

niggas on my line like they slime niggas hoes

i say all time I aint lying niggas hoes

My bitch pretty fine, you got yours from Figueroa

Niggas want me broke i can't shit no more

tan bitch

Walking round my crib like she the baddest

Turn ya veggie for lil bit of cabbage

She's might fuck the bro thinking that's gon dramatic

Dumb bitch tweaking having that for lil Tatic

It's gang bitch

Fuck you thought it's MOB 4L

It's gang bitch

She want fuck us all I can tell

It's gang bitch

Yeah a nigga flawed I ain't failed

Peep my chain boy this motherfucka

Bow

I got gang in this motherfucka

How

Shorty came in my crib and then got naked in my room

I rolled up cuz she asked and she brought motherfucking shrooms

Peep my chain this motherfukcing

Bow

I got gang in this motherfucking

How

I got bags with me nigga when I float out of the stores

You think it's 12 in this bitch from the way that nigga froze

You ain't on shit I bought this motherfucka last week

Drunk of rosé I hit the bitch while I was half sleep

They want my drip well now I'm motherfucking taxing

I'm a smooth criminal my last name Jackson

Good girls taking ho strolls take a pic

This bitch want get flipped like Motorolas shorty lit

I just sent a text and told her meet me at the ritz

Room 504 oh you fan this is it

Dawg ain't got no leash but ima walk'em down

Shorty seen the gang and seen the difference you can't fault her now

Shorty feel real good when The Don around

I pour this drink and get right to it

Tell her turn around

Bad bitch steady fucking on me she can't stand me

Seen me out with hoes and started acting all petty

Thick chain keeping me real grounded cause it's heavy

Diamonds on my neck but in the light look like confetti

Peep my chain boy this motherfucka

Bow

I got gang in this motherfucka

How

Shorty came in my crib and then got naked in my room

I rolled up cuz she asked and she brought motherfucking shrooms

Peep my chain this motherfukcing

Bow

I got gang in this motherfucking

How

I got bags with me nigga when I float out of the stores

You think it's 12 in this bitch from the way that nigga froze