304s Mad Intro Lyrics

Fuck being nice, you want a feature you paying the price

I den cashed out me check

On my neck And my wrist And shinning

I don't need lights

I gotta nigga who Pj my flights

I Might, put that pussy on ice

He gone, buy whatever I like

I Told em do the right thing like spike

Know I'm the reason these hoes mad

The reason they pissed

Why they up set

Like how I'm up top? And they still ain't pop?

Ho get off that mic and that drum set

Probably mad cuz he thought he was up next

Now I'm winning they tighter then but sex

Think You fucking with me?

You ain't making no sense

Like a bitch who just sent out a Butt text

I'm the illest bitch I do it

Talk about wealth Ho I grew it

And I keep two two threes case you silly niggas act stupid

I'm the illest bitch I do it

Talk about wealth Ho I grew it

And I keep two two threes case you silly niggas act stupid