Biscotti Lyrics

Rolling this wood I'm smoking biscotti

I had a bad bih yea she nauthy

I had a bad bih she exotic

I had a band bih now she thotty

Run up on me and get hit with the shotty like Ricky

Locked in with the L's we toting them blickys

Ever seen za shit get sticky

Ever seen a oop get hit with the switchy

On gang these niggas be lame

I stay in my lane

Stick to the strip ain't playing no games

I want real money fuck the fame

Forever long live cousin Maine

Remember them days we was playing the game

Gen five one up to like a cap

I was Just running the game I don't rap

I was just serving the Js in the trap

Fucked around put KU on the map Young Nigga

You know what it is young nigga

Young charge hit shell and ya kids young nigga

Mm

Im with the bands young nigga

I ain't to fond of fans young nigga

Got in this game I had a plan young nigga

Yea

Had a plan like the B

I was stinging like the bee

Bang Bang Chief Keef

Bald head like the bean

Shooting from the fucking scene

Box fade lil sheen

You don't even know what I mean

Rolling this wood I'm smoking biscotti

I had a bad bih yea she nauthy

I had a bad bih she exotic

I had a band bih now she thotty

Run up on me and get hit with the shotty like Ricky

Locked in with the L's we toting them blickys

Ever seen za shit get sticky

Ever seen a opp get hit with the switchy

Yea I want a Vette aint stunnin no nigga

I got big bands need them bigger

I know some real friends and some killers nigga

Shout out the Ls you know we the realest

I was the lone wolf in the village

Run up on me and don't die you privileged

One thing bout dee he had a bad bitch

One thing bout dee he had to have it

One thing bout dee you know hell spazz bitch

Last nigga played dumb got his ass whipped

Only made ten bands that's a bad lick

Whippin cookies on the stove like a fat bitch

Tall light skin hoe with her ass did

I was in the store you was in the cabinets

I was in first place you was in last bitch

Always had flavor never average

Seen you in the store almost crashed bitch

I was making sales you was in class bitch

Watch my foot hit the gas yea its fast bitch

Its real fast nigga

16 with that Mac

I was toting straps at the block

You Aint heard of that

Yea remember them packs

Remember them packs from Skat

I was tryna run back

Tryna triple double back

Rolling this wood I'm smoking biscotti

I had a bad bih yea she nauthy

I had a bad bih she exotic

I had a band bih now she thotty

Run up on me and get hit with the shotty like Ricky

Locked in with the L's we toting them blickys

Ever seen za shit get sticky

Ever seen a oop get hit with the switchy

On gang these niggas be lame

I stay in my lane

Stick to the strip ain't playing no games

I want real money fuck the fame

Forever long live cousin Maine

Remember them days we was playing the game