Still Punchin Lyrics

Uh, if I like it and I want it, I'ma get it I be high as hell, Carti lenses in the trenches

Playin' with the paper, then my niggas get relentless Niggas say they real, but I never

Seen credentials You talkin' loaded pistols, I be totin' missiles

You know I got my stripes, I'm official like a whistle

Baby kno, ain't nothin' movin' but a bankroll

I be dippin' through the cheese like queso

Baby came new ass, got her waist closed

I put that shit on every day just to waste clothes

In the club, poppin' bottles, gotta spill

somethin'

Im Mayweather might retire, but I'm still punchin

Still punchin' Niggas broke and they still bluffin

Been thuggin' High as hell, I don't feel nothin

Still punchin' Niggas broke and they still bluffin

Been thuggin' High as hell, I don't feel nothin

Like I'm ballin' on the wood, tryna make a play

Then put that paper in the safe for a rainy day

Another day, another dollar, I'ma get mines

I ain't trippin' bout no hoes, you can rent mines

I won't buy no bitch a ring, but I buy a drink

She ain't talkin' suckin' dick, I ain't tryna link

When you get your hustle on, better earn somethin

Peep game, lil' nigga, you can learn somethin

MGM at the table, puttin' chips down How you niggas talkin' heavy, when your chips down

New rims on the Benz when I bend the curbs

D nigga, Montclair's or I'm rockin Furs

Chill night with my bitch, Rollie his and hers

Glock 9 with the switch if we havin words