Bound To Lyrics

Up 25 and I'm still feeling slimy

Made 25 and I'm still feeling slimy

Made 25 and I'm still feeling slimy

Up 55, take it up and it's private

Shit got legit and it's just perfect timing

Shit got intense, hit a lick, no rewinding

Play with the gang, that's the last time you smiling

We take it up, no sorta kind of

Stay bagging up and we dirty the line

Still adding up, commas keep coming

Fuck up a check, I'm like the one

Hop out the Vette, the dealings are done

Stuck in the dark, now I just see the sun

Run me my check, yes that broke shit is done

I just ran into the Feds, I had to back up on some checks

You think that, that bitch got you lit but she been around the whole set

My money going to never neglect me, stay with a Tec

Test me, play for the bet, got to check please

30 collect, got a cheque please

Popping the net, got a check please

He got to vent

I'm with v round my back, Vetements, call me a Vet

Cheque got to settle, it's time to collect

Move like a veteran, stand on respect

Still moving militant, stay with a kit

Move onto a bigger one, ain't no regrets

Getting paid with a pound and I smoke on the set

3.5 in the wood, we just roll up the jit

Count it up, count me out, everything counterfeit

Stay with the stripe, calling you Tig'

Stuck with the pipe, ready the blitz

Stuck with a light 10 ball, lil flex

And we take it up, can't call it quits

Get money, type shit like CallofKidd

I got a piece I'm bound to pick

I got a piece I'm bound to pick

I got a check I'm bound to pick