reem ctb – sour lyrics
smoking this sour i feel patched , stop talking that sh#t you gon get hit , go do a drill and get back , popping a bottle i feel real litt , might f#ck your b#tch come get that , she sucking the d#ck , she want to roll the clips , baby i ain’t for the chit chat baby i ain’t for the chit chat , me and jah we ain’t playing no games back down yeah we both in lanes , got a b#tch and she toting that thing , little punch big punch listen to the game , all my n#ggas on a mission , we dont need no permission when we walk in the spot b#tches know our name , got to get to the chicken like money in the kitchen im loving the money like double dates , if these bullets gon wack a n#gga , mack a n#gga , jah gon wack a n#gga down , back a n#gga down , back little n#gga strapped little n#gga run up back a n#gga cl!ck cl!ck bow , yeah i gotta get it , call up jah he really with it , i ain’t for the talking n#gga listen , throwing up money i love to get it , yo ai where he at , i see that n#gga , run down and we beat that n#gga , creep up then we sleep that n#gga , pop a e ain’t sleeping n#gga ,walk walk with it , chop ain’t chopping figures , bodies dropping n#gga , its a hami n#gga , smoking this sour i feel patched , stop talking that sh#t you gon get hit go doa drill and get back , popping a bottle i feel real litt , might f#ck your b#tch come get that , she sucking the d#ck , she want to roll up the clips , baby i ain’t for the chit chat , baby i ain’t for the chit chat , hold on my guys , whole lot of shooters on my side , you could get hit in ya matta , little n#gga wanna go bye bye , need me the chicken no popeyes , need the breesh , little b#tch a matter she on her knees , if a n#gga talk tough im a do the thing , n#gga talk tough im a finish him , and i thought i told ya i was tapped in , cashing out you know its me and bro , and i gotta get it bring the packs in , talking bullsh#t now he in the toe , yes i gotta get it bring the racks in , still popping out and i need you to know , hold on wait i need a mill , they think im retarted so ima chill , all ya n#ggas beneath me its getting real , just be ya self boy know you not with it , not jacking ya bop till you do a drill , ask all around boy im in the fields , and if sh#t getting wock then im on the hill , sh#t getting wock on that corner still , smoking this sour i feel patched , stop talking that sh#t you gon get hit , go do a drill and get back , popping a bottle i feel real litt , might f#ck ya b#tch come get that , she sucking the d#ck , she want to roll the clips ,baby i ain’t for the chit chat , baby i ain’t for the chit chat
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