STG! ft. Double O Tone Lyrics

If you fucking with me I'm your blessing

I just hit her once and she talkin bout loving me ho get outta my section

And I ain't a teacher but swear I just gotta feel like I teach bitches a lesson

And yeah I'm a man of my word if I tell you somethin then you gotta respect it

I need a milli or better

I do this shit with no effort

She wanna be loved but poppin her pussy I told her that part of depression

And I hit her friend but she never knew it I promise I'm never gone tell her

And she tryna call but I never answer I tell her my time is precious

Plus, I'm more of a texter

Niggas know that I'm black owned

And shoutout to baby it took me a year but I promise I'm black owned

Not into the P's we smokin yo dawg yeah we get that pack gone

Yeah we turnt like an anthem the fuck was you thinking this gone be a sad song

She told me she love it ain't no one above it I told her she mad wrong

Yeah, and I'm hot up in yo city

We pop out the strip I'm throwing her Pennie's and shorty still poppin her titties

Now she tryna slide I told her I'm cool lil baby you lucky to get me

She asked for my name, I told her to take care shorty never gone get it

If you fucking with me I'm your blessing

I just hit her once and she talkin bout loving me ho get outta my section

And I ain't a teacher but swear I just gotta feel like I teach bitches a lesson

And yeah I'm a man of my word if I tell you somethin then you gotta respect it

I need a milli or better

I do this shit with no effort

She wanna be loved but poppin her pussy I told her that part of depression

And I hit her friend but she never knew it I promise I'm never gone tell her

And she tryna call but I never answer I tell her my time is precious

Plus, I'm more of a texter

First thing that I heard these niggas hatin, been and spin that corner

Brand new G Lock this bitch came with lasers I'm tryn put it on ya

Walk up in this bitch I smell like Za cause that's my one aroma

My lil new bitch think she oh so famous she from California

I see bitches pick and choosing I'm with gang so it go hand and hand

Pull up witcho friend I'm with my mans I damn near spent a band

Cuzzo scamming shit he a punch a flight don't get no broken hand

I damn near upped the strap nigga wanted dap but I ain't know the man

Swear I got this from the ground and up

A XD9 and G Lock 40 blackout mounted up

I remember times they count me out now I been counting up

And plus that 12 gauge can't forget bout shotty bitch bout loud as fuck

Shotty oh my God

I swear to God I get my hands on it I damn near make it flip

If it's bout some paper or bout some motion then bitch I damn near take a trip

Everything bout me know it's real, nigga like me I ain't faking shit

Tryna pop out everyday fresh as hell need cameraman's come take the flicks

I STG