Siir Lyrics

Shawty ain't no average hoe

Chasing these bags guala, stack it up got to pack it up

And I got a bag on me chasing dreams I done ran it up

These niggas ain't homies they say they your brodie little nigga just back it up

And I got a trailer for you come see, might be a little teaser from me

Make enough paper for two, might make enough paper for three

I flip the stance to confuse

This ain't no game I'm keeping it G

I want the chicken but it is not Lee's

Free my boy Gunna we keeping it P

I, would like to mop it up like Tisa

My, life ain't no attraction don't be a creeper

Try, to run up on me chopper gone eat you

You might run away thinking my chopper will not reach you

Sucking my energy out of me mentally these bitches really be leeches

Stand tall on your promises they're meant to be broken better watch what you're preaching

Life been good and bad damn I done had a hell of a weekend

The closest to you could even snake your ass and you'd rather be tricked than treat it

Debit or credit baby you can not keep my visa

Keeping the record clean like chrome or damn look at the head of Frezia

Throwing a fit that's messy what you mad at your own teacher

Stepping on holy ground got to make sure I stick to being my own preacher

Shawty ain't no average hoe

Chasing these bags guala, stack it up got to pack it up

And I got a bag on me chasing dreams I done ran it up

These niggas ain't homies they say they your brodie little nigga just back it up

And I got a trailer for you, might be a little teaser from me

Make enough paper for two, might make enough paper for three

I flip the stance to confuse

This ain't no game I'm keeping it G

I want the chicken but it is not Lee's

Free my boy Gunna we keeping it P

Shawty ain't no average hoe

I flip the stance to confuse

This ain't no game I'm keeping it G

I want the chicken but it is not Lee's

Free my boy Gunna we keeping it P