Foldin' ft. SGG Cam Lyrics

These niggas folding but i cannot switch on my brother

I was selling Jays for five bro ain't have a job i made sure that he had some supper

When bro send them shots better duck for that cover

I thought she was the one but she turned to a bummer

Imma T up the party nigga ain't no slumber

Hit the stick on his face now i feel like a drummer

I got this shit out the dirt

Niggas told me to stop tapping but i ain't stop it i kept going

Run up on me nigga you can get stepped on

Bro got the chop it's gon fuck up his neck bone

Ran into a opp but that nigga crept home

Run up on wop then you gon get your shit blown

He not gon play he gon aim at your muffin

A hundred on a KD nigga it's nothing

Slide on the opps get to dumping

He want him a trick or a treat inna knock out his pumpkin

Imma smart lil nigga so i can't be flunking

Why do these pussy ass opps keep bluffing

He know where i'm at he ain't come through

My father ain't shit nigga i'm screaming fuck you

If you always lying how i'm supposed to trust you

Four shots at his back yeah I think he got luck too

But these niggas ain't sticked up

I was down on my dick had to get me a buck

Seen that Nigga in person he shut the fuck up

These niggas folding but i cannot switch on my brother

I was selling Jays for five bro ain't have a job i made sure that he had some supper

When bro send them shots better duck for that cover

I thought she was the one but she turned to a bummer

Imma T up the party nigga ain't no slumber

Hit the stick on his face now i feel like a drummer

I can't fold on my brothers

If i gotta lick imma go with my brother

If that bitch got a friend imma put on my brother

We in the same streets but we got different mothers

Uh

Aye Guap aye Cam we back again

Tell they ass go get a bag again

I'm in the booth I rap again

Scale on me momma like he back in the trap again

Phone keep jumping everybody be tapping in

Cause the plug just ship me a package in

Break that shit down build it up it's a process

I took a bad lil bitch to the projects

I'm in the trenches right their where the heart at

If my brother switch on me i shoot where his heart at

These niggas folding but i cannot switch on my brother

I was selling Jays for five bro ain't have a job i made sure that he had some supper

When bro send them shots better duck for that cover

I thought she was the one but she turned to a bummer

Imma T up the party nigga ain't no slumber

Hit the stick on his face now i feel like a drummer