308's Lyrics

I don't gotta do shit for the clout, it's like fuck the fame

Do not even try to run yo mouth, this shit not a game

Hit her from the back, when we done, she can't walk the same

All my niggas really tryn step, this ain't no notre dame

All my niggas really tryn step, this shit ain't college

Now that you playing crazy, when we see you, you gon' stop it

Pussy wet as fuck, I'm bout to give her ass sum mileage

She passing all her classes, now she giving me her knowledge

How you tryn tell me what it is, I know what it ain't

I ain't never folded on my brother, nigga, what you think

Love my lil' brother to the end, shout out BabyCay

I be so done turned up in the stu up off this dirty drink

Nigga, take yo knee, now I'm feeling like I'm tank

This shit on repeat, I got money in the bank

Why this hoe can't take a hint, either cop or is you straight

Steady tryn get a deal, that's a slap up in my face

I'm for real, folks, chill, this bitch carry three-O-eights

If I see some shit I like, I take that bitch right off his waist

Don't play crazy with me, nigga, you ain't tryn be a waste

Opp niggas popping pills, that shit got them losing weight