Figures ft. Not Spazz & Potheadsavage Lyrics

Whole lot of shit a nigga seen I aint gon speak about

He want to go half up on this bean I'm finna  leave'em out

Fuck it get loaded all by myself and take the scenic route

And I aint even focused on my health don't even need it now

Nigga think he bad I'ma show him I'm bad to the bone

Took it out the stash made a call and passed the phone

Major pain in this glock nine and im passing it on

Bitch I'm Not Spazz I aint trying to make passionate songs

I got

Two different bank accounts

Checking for my savings  don't even know what I'm makin now

Nigga this is not the spot to b

It aint no hanging out

U ever slide through betta pray cuz most don't make it out

Ooo

Damn  let me talk my shit

U think what I got on fly

Look what I bought my bitch

Sike

Nigga fuck you thought

I aint buy her shit

Hit the bitch raw

But I can not spend the night wit it

Talk about spoon lil bitch stick a knife in it

She got like six rings and I still aint gon wife the bitch

If the bitch cry ima have my sister fight the bitch

But I fucked up and realized I really like the bitch

Kno I said bitch alot of times

Fuck how u feelin

Super duper faded maneuvering like a super villain

If I got a soda please believe I got a duece up in it

Don't ask why the homie talking weird

he got the juice up in him

Come on shawty vibe wit a nigga

Can u ride for a nigga

Get this money getting high counting figures

Lil mama is u down for a nigga

Can u chill wit a nigga

I'm juss tryna paint the picture make it clearer

Come on shawty vibe wit a nigga

Can u ride for a nigga

Lil mama is u down for a nigga

Get this money count some figures

Look

Big bank busting out the whip

Yea they noticed me

Hoes always on go

Askin for a picture cuz they kno it me

Never been a mack

But its smoove how I control the scene

Make them fall in love

Like a pimp

aint no hoe in me

Niggas talkin shit on the gram

Quit the trolling pls

They can't understand

But i still get plays over seas

I'm in the breeze

Talk ma shit

We came to compete

Out in the street

Blowing trees and making a scene

Cook up the beef

U say u with it

Then bon apatite

If you can't take the heat

Then u might as well pack and leave

Shit is known for a fact

They ain't fucking wit me

Blowing steam

Watching wu tang

Plotting on cream

Icey

Colder than whoever

Nobody can do it better

H O M E

Bitch I'm repping every letter

Can't switch up on ma dogs

we the gang thats forever

That's forever

Give it up Never

I been blowing all that gas

Out the roof

Ooo

U can say what u want we the truth

Big blues

In a stack

Watch me Stunt as I move

Do ma dance on that hoe

Yea they love how we do

Come on shawty vibe wit a nigga

Can u ride for a nigga

Get this money getting high counting figures

Lil mama is u down for a nigga

Can u chill wit a nigga

I'm juss tryna paint the picture make it clearer

Come on shawty vibe wit a nigga

Can u ride for a nigga

Lil mama is u down for a nigga

Get this money count some figures