GONE COST YA Lyrics

Let a nigga switch up, I promise to God it's gone cost em

Za bags, they come in and get white chalked

Throw em a lil extra you know that I do that shit often

Came up from nothing, remember I was walkin'

The way I sip the drank they gone think I'm from Austin

I sip on the shit like it's hot, but this shit aint no coffee

Ran that shit up, and I lost em

Peek out the blinds back to back, like a nigga a stalker

Beat out that bag like that shit stole from me

I put them Za bags in a walker

Lemon Cherry, Black Cherry, it don't even matter

Give you the same Za back to back, still gone cost ya

Run up them racks, make em sick make em nauseous

Said he 5 minutes away, but I think he just talking

I think these niggas just talkin

A hundred or better, I didn't have no (choice)

Lil nigga, you know that a nigga was walkin

Down bad on my last, ran it up real quick

Started with a half, came back with 5

And I'm not just talking

The way that I do it, that's 15

When it come back, get all A's in the trap

Cause the way that I do it, is awesome

Ran it up fast lil nigga, man fuck all that stallin

Half of them 5 P's gone in a week,

Do the math lil nigga, you got to keep up when I'm talkin

Got a play 8 minutes away, but I'm still rappin on the mic

Right here talkin

Pull off real quick, serve em by the basketball court

Came back, punched in the next bar

Serving my plays real fast, pull off like Paul Walker

Shit, let me keep it real with you since we "just talkin"

I get the P's for the 13, sell em for the 32

High as hell, smoking on Za

But I'm running through the load, Ian Joggin

Use to sleep with the Drake, but the AR was in the closet

MVP, end of the game the hand me the spalding

They already mad and I aint even start flossin

I broke down the pack too quick, the load already gone

They texting me and they still callin

(And they still callin)

Let a nigga switch up, I promise to God it's gone cost em

Za bags, they come in and get white chalked

Throw em a lil extra you know that I do that shit often

Came up from nothing, remember I was walkin'

The way I sip the drank they gone think I'm from Austin

I sip on the shit like it's hot, but this shit aint no coffee

Ran that shit up, and I lost em

Peek out the blinds back to back, like a nigga a stalker

Beat out that bag like that shit stole from me

I put them Za bags in a walker

Lemon Cherry, Black Cherry, it don't even matter

Give you the same Za back to back, still gone cost ya

Run up them racks, make em sick make em nauseous

Said he 5 minutes away, but I think he just talking