Buenos ft. Vrun & UZZAH Lyrics

I've been talking with the flow playas want some more

How you make them M's I don't even know

We the art of war holding in fo' sure

Penny for your thoughts hold it, hmm

I been runnin' through the stars you can see the constellation

I don't fuck with anybody for the placement

If I kill another vision man throw it in the bag

I been doin all this thangs not to brag

Oh shit man

She make it clap she throw it back

I finna hustle em till I make stacks

This the game I done be making em racks

I done lost all my band

Ho hoooo ohhh hoo hoo

Ho hoooo ohhh hoo hoo

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Ohh hoo hoo oh ho hoo

What you sayin to all em stitches

Let em all know its just big business

State you business, and hold you business

Gurl what's your sign

Bitch mind your business

State of a mind laugh till they hold me

Bark up the tree I'm a dog with a roofie

Specter rep in the first aim mam let's be honest

I'm just Leone but

I need rehab

Cause I'm gonna bleed no cap

I'm from the 4 but I love me sum twenty's

I did what I did cause I need me sum pennies

I dosed in that henny and started to wave in

And pen for a dollar the following day but

The claim to have done in the most is a say

To show what the fuck colors are true as they say

I'm swimming in deep ends of depends I promote

A moat as they call me the goat I been billing a hill

As in smoked up a pack of a port that is new

I tell you the motto but that's still the cue

We rain for checks I'm made for feds

Doin our thang till our shit never ends

Ok

Mama ain't raise no bitch

Lillith in scoprio

Old side plot hits can't panic attack

Cancer and heart attacks run in the fam

I just wanna be friends

She thinking a nigga like me just wanna go tap

You ain't the only one I stay scheming

Schedule my motions I'm plotting

My demons been taking it over

These niggas been thinking I'm softer than lotion

Glad she leaving me I ain't no pussy the aura pink

But you can't punk me

Masculine in that fem type energy

Yes it heals me

You live in dilutions but I'm stuck in reality

You don't run this show

Call me lil bro nigga

Ay talking to god

I balance my shadow like I'm going cold

Da baby the ice

The lethal the weapon

Y'all don't want no smoke I'm black and prideful

Operate like a video-game

Come a call of duty watch a nigga go ghost

I'm speaking the truth

Y'all lie on my name

Y'all niggas been looking like Pinocchio

She make it clap she throw it back

I finna hustle em till I make stacks

This the game I done be making em racks

I done lost all my band

Ho hoooo ohhh hoo hoo

Ho hoooo ohhh hoo hoo

Ho hoooo ohhh hoo hooo ohhh

Ohh hoo hoo oh ho hoo

She make it clap she throw it back

I finna hustle em till I make stacks

This the game I done be making em racks

I done lost all my band

Ho hoooo ohhh hoo hoo

Ho hoooo ohhh hoo hoo

Ho hoooo ohhh hoo hooo ohhh

Ohh hoo hoo oh ho hoo