Bows Off Lyrics

I can't believe this shit dog fuck

They taxed the fuck out my check

Man what I'ma do na

Sumn gotta shake

Hmmmm

Damn near think I got an idea

Look

It was Friday morning

And my check wasn't enough

So I called up the plug

And hopped my ass in the truck

Said I was done wit this shit

But I knew that was a lie

And the prices on them thangs

How could I ever deny

I gotta move swift

The state boys out lurkin

Know I prolly served yo wifey

Say I didn't then she perpin

Last plug wanted

But my new one want

What better way

To make some profit

Then to cater to a fix

Yeah I know it's fucked up

But I gotta get this money

Tryna get back in my bag

Like them pounds in the Duffy

I don't really do deals

But tell me what you tryna spend

So if you need em

Come and get em

Cause I got them bitches in

Heard its a drought round here

So let me move these bows

I been… trappin so hard

I gotta get these bows off

I can't be broke no more

So let me stack these pros

I been… trappin so hard

I gotta get these bows off

Let my dust my scale off

And go and cop some GoodSense

I can really eyeball it

Cause I got some good sense

My girl said stop trappin

But I said idk

It's just sumn bout having sumn Mothafuckas want

448… If you know then you know

But I'm tryna graduate

Myself to 36 oz

That's 1, 008 for you niggas

That ain't hip

And if you is this one for you

Bang it out through this bitch

I can't break em down

If I do I'm selling zones

And I ain't talking 2-3

Rewind the track

If you don't know

One day I pray to God

I can leave this shit alone

But until that day come

Man I gotta move these bows

Heard its a drought round here

So let me move these bows

I been… trappin so hard

I gotta get these bows off

I can't be broke no more

So let me stack these pros

I been… trappin so hard

I gotta get these bows off