Politics - bbno$, Creepa, Trippy tha Kid

First, I grab my nerf and then my clip and then I draw, huh

Tell me how I make some money

Yeah, I need to stack a lot

I hope I didn’t drink too much last night

I don’t remember lots

I’m sorry if I took your girl to candy shop

I wanted top

Like move, probably sell some shoes

Sorry that I’m winning

And I’m sorry that I had to see you lose

But I been stacking up the blues

Yeah, I got the juice

Sorry that I got it

And I’m sorry that she wanted it

I do not fuck with politics

Yeah baby

Wait

I do not fuck with politics

Don’t at me

You might as well go put me out on a crucifix

Your fishing business

Not smokin'

Not fuckin' with my ‘nana clip

I gotta be a hero

Gotta be that guy and save that ship

I just swiped your bitch

She said I’m crunchy like a chip

I’m weighted down with all this plastic on my motherfuckin' hip

I’m feeling blind with all this money on my mind

I got like one direction

What you guessin'?

I ain’t stressin'

Bitch, I’m flexin'

Baby

First, I grab my nerf and then my clip and then I draw, huh

Tell me how I make some money

Yeah, I need to stack a lot

I hope I didn’t drink too much last night

I don’t remember lots

I’m sorry if I took your girl to candy shop

I wanted top

Like move, probably sell some shoes

Sorry that I’m winning

And I’m sorry that I had to see you lose

But I been stacking up the blues

Yeah, I got the juice

Sorry that I got it

And I’m sorry that she wanted it

I do not fuck with politics

Yeah baby

Bitch get outta my way when I roll them dice and I buy my tase, ay

This that bottom top rock

When the bass gone drop

Gotta feel your face, ay

Numb to touch

Fuck up

What the fuck do you want?

Gotta play my game, ay

Bbno$ and trippy been runnin' it

I got a buck in my money clip

Roll up, smokin', coastin', trippin'

Back out, drop out

Fuck a school, my dude

Bust it open, poke it

Fuck that bitch

, my dude

First, I grab my nerf and then my clip and then I draw, huh

Tell me how I make some money

Yeah, I need to stack a lot

I hope I didn’t drink too much last night

I don’t remember lots

I’m sorry if I took your girl to candy shop

I wanted top

Like move, probably sell some shoes

Sorry that I’m winning

And I’m sorry that I had to see you lose

But I been stacking up the blues

Yeah, I got the juice

Sorry that I got it

And I’m sorry that she wanted it

I do not fuck with politics

Yeah baby

Uh, bbno$

Uh, bbno$