Braille Lyrics

Yeah, come on, come on, come on, watch out, watch out,

What you tryna get rich off a luck, we hustle

You tryna eat off the bitch or cuff her,

Sugar, spice, everything nice,

Still can't let a Power Puff bitch in my bubble

I gotta keep the real shit off the reels,

I know if I post what, I want i'm in trouble

Labels, the feds, they handing out deals,

My pockets obese, lookin' for the next meal,

This your first time in the H, we sill

This your first time with some pape , I can tell

I was stalkin' somebody else for my mail

Snow on the way, let a fiend test a rail,

Pushin' that shit like a bat outta hell

2013, I got popped with a scale, Stackin' my chips so long, they stale

Still touchin' it if I don't see it like Braille

Ayy, po' me up, I'm two cups

Boy, this ain't no WOC, this hen gon' make me throw my food up

I been plottin' on this drop, if it go through, we gon' be two up

When Lil bro nem hit his spot, nine outta ten, he gon' be booed up

Leave him breathin', just make sure it's hard for him to chew his food up

Ayy, it get dark on this side if you cross me

What you get when you fuckin with me? We take you down, WWE

All they see is money, power, I was on that hunt for hours

Glock in trousers, one courageous dog, but I am not a coward

Tropic Sour, we don't call this gas lil, bro, we call this flower

Shop for hours, just for all them times I got called out for showers

Nah, for real, shower time, go back and get back

Chow, chow time, or give me your ID, which one

Rec, anybody goin' to Rec

No, nobody wants to see you, you do not have a visit

Nobody called for you, go back, go back, get back

Go back and get back,

Or give me your ID, which one

what you tryna get rich off a luck, we hustle

You tryna eat off the bitch or cuff her,

Sugar, spice, everything nice,

Still can't let a Power Puff bitch in my bubble

I gotta keep the real shit off the reels,

I know if I post what, I want i'm in trouble

Labels, the feds, they handing out deals,

My pockets obese, lookin' for the next meal,

This your first time in the H, we sill

This your first time with some pape , I can tell

I was stalkin' somebody else for my mail

Snow on the way, let a fiend test a rail,

Pushin' that shit like a bat outta hell

2013, I got popped with a scale,

Stackin' my chips so long, they stale

Still touchin' it if I don't see it like Braille,

Ay slidin' down 610

I ain't tryin' to blow by myself

So I hit twin

Smokin' the top of the shelf

It's thick wind

GreaxLatto Dior, my cologne

I don't fit in

If I got Haters I pray they convert and get over the fact that I'm comin' in first

Boy, I don't play, I put family first

Baby, come out her purse

You come down in the hearse

I'm cuttin' ties like I'm stealin' from church

Star or not

Still let it burst

I do not give a fuck if it's the first

Bitch, I'ma bill

I'm finna hurt

This bitch wanna build

Bitch Buy me a shirt

Drawls, socks, and shoes

Oh that's ya bitch

I knocked her loose

cmon lil bishop

I got the juice

That nigga say he got opps

He cool

And he say he got the drop

On who

Lil bro must not have a lot to lose

He steady posting his Glock for proof

These niggas unseason aint got no blues

They takin the perks and the Roxies too

He wanna go viral he got the news

Who told you cuffing a thot was cool my guy

What you tryna get rich off a luck, we hustle

You tryna eat off the bitch or cuff her,

Sugar, spice, everything nice,

Still can't let a Power Puff bitch in my bubble

I gotta keep the real shit off the reels,

I know if I post what, I want i'm in trouble

Labels, the feds, they handing out deals,

My pockets obese, lookin' for the next meal,

This your first time in the H, we sill

This your first time with some pape , I can tell

I was stalkin' somebody else for my mail

Snow on the way, let a fiend test a rail,

Pushin' that shit like a bat outta hell

2013, I got popped with a scale, Stackin' my chips so long, they stale

Still touchin' it if I don't see it like Braille

And it's trials, nigga

And it's been trials

And it's always gon' be trials

Nigga, fuck you talkin' about

Nigga

What now

Nigga