Don't Tote That Lyrics

Nigga don't tote that blick if you won't bust it

My niggas shoot niggas for nothing

Pop me a perc in this bitch now I'm bussin

Double the cup this ain't no robotussin

I drink Henny

Toting Shelly

I don't got it

Poking bellies

I'm with Zetti

Whatchu need baby hit up his celly

We got pounds of the weed

Got plenty

Got quarters

Got 8ths

Got Pennie's

Got me a holster that strap on my belly

Niggas be hoes and these niggas be jelly

Uh

I'm official

Since a youngin been toting a pistol

I was booling with Ricky on Brystal

Caught me some juxes went up for a little

I was on the island with Brazo and Nana

Contraband ID

Smoking the Zaza

Pass the 11

Catch me opp if he come in the crib then we running him down

and you know ima get him

Ima stepper

On another level

See the ice in the watch on the bezel

Ima champion you see the medal

Hit the gas got my food on the pedal

Feddachini

Never miss ima spin like a cd

Make it hot like the tip of a tiki

On my dick these lil niggas want be me

They could never

Should've told em don't fuck the Fedda

I be with it wherever whenever

Smoking on dummy but I'm moving clever

Put the knife to his neck and sever