Loose Leaf lyrics

[Intro]
(FBEAT go crazy)
Hmm
(FBEAT producin' all the heat)
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Hmm

[Chorus]
n*gga trophied up, so all these b*tches f*ckin' now
Y'all wanted to be us, just keep it stuck and it ain't comin' down
You think I spent a thousand on this blick just to play around?
Stop it, my Tinys up that on him, gave him a couple rounds
If we bein' honest, that n*gga is a b*tch and he can't come around
Let them n*ggas send another threat and we gon' take a trip
We don't give a f*ck who you know, we'll take your sh*t
Put him in a LooseLeaf, why you think he don't exist?

[Verse 1]
She was shy at first, but that Henny made her do some tricks
I don't want your merch, I got an awful lot of f*ckin' drip
Put him in a hearse, now we got his homies sad as sh*t
We don't givе a f*ck, b*tch, it's up, y'all know what time it is
Walk that n*gga down, phew-phew, look what that choppеr did
Told CRASH quit cappin', y'all ain't find me, helicopter did
Baby Drac' got wood on it, I wish a n*gga would, that n*gga dead
He a crash dummy, told that n*gga, "You do it instead"
I ain't pullin' up if that pus*y don't come with no head
b*tch, I'm tinted up so the opps can't shoot off my head
I be flamed up, but I got Crip tatted on my head
His whole squad geeked, hmm, air it at his neck
[Chorus]
n*gga trophied up, so all these b*tches f*ckin' now
Y'all wanted to be us, just keep it stuck and it ain't comin' down
You think I spent a thousand on this blick just to play around?
Stop it, my Tinys up that on him, gave him a couple rounds
If we bein' honest, that n*gga is a b*tch and he can't come around
Let them n*ggas send another threat and we gon' take a trip
We don't give a f*ck who you know, we'll take your sh*t
Put him in a LooseLeaf, why you think he don't exist?

[Verse 2]
I'm a joint, she gon' pay me, I ain't gon' pay the b*tch
Give that boy a cape 'cause that n*gga tried to save the b*tch
Every time I pop out, "Look, there go the famous Crip"
Last time you popped out, you damn near got chipped
Hmm, put that 'Wood up in the air, then face it
Car full of n*ggas, b*tch, we armed and dangerous
Wanna bang the gang, we can make some arrangements
Pull up at the park, gotta catch a couple fades and sh*t
It's just the big homies, drinkin' Henn', playin' spades and sh*t
Relax, you can chill, you from the gang now
You got your put on, n*gga, chill out
b*tch, it ain't that easy, now it's time for the pow, pow

[Chorus]
n*gga trophied up, so all these b*tches f*ckin' now (FBEAT go crazy)
Y'all wanted to be us, just keep it stuck and it ain't comin' down
You think I spent a thousand on this blick just to play around?
Stop it, my Tinys up that on him, gave him a couple rounds
If we bein' honest, that n*gga is a b*tch and he can't come around (FBEAT producin' all the heat)
Let them n*ggas send another threat and we gon' take a trip
We don't give a f*ck who you know, we'll take your sh*t
Put him in a LooseLeaf, why you think he don't exist?