Gone - Cousin Stizz

Birdman hand rub

She bounce on 10 toes

Got what I’m paying for

Off of the sand shores

I am the man shorty

Hop out of an Enzo on em

Flippin it, servin it, weighin it, gone

Flippin it, servin it, weighin it, gone

Flippin it, servin it, weighin it, gone

Flippin it, servin it, weighin it, gone

Take you to Louie let’s cop drip

Fire in everyday outfit

Tourin and making a profit

Look good and you here from the tropics

I heard opinions now they wanna die for me where the coffin

Hit the blunt full of keif if be keepin me coughing

Then go swim in the bitch like a dolphin

We was too with it

Smack in the trap see who it is

They wanna stipulate who get it

I was a jit where was you in it

First exhibit they use you for it we gon see what you gon do with it go in

Man I feel they investigate

Poppin our shit cause foreigns and letters their only our destiny

Feel like it’s gon get hot

Pourin up 4 on the rocks

Keepin it low from the cops

40 on me when they’re not

We got it locked

Shit in a knot

3 in the loft

Shit gettin hot

What would you do for the love

Coroner said not to trust

It could get big as a truck

Goin again what is your plan

Diamonds I’ll jimmy em up

Sho' ain’t a thing

I ain’t complain

Bro couldn’t divvy it up

Believed since I was a baby I’ll be enormous yeah

Bro he waitin on a K it ain’t a normal day

Baby I’ll be on the way know how these hoes will play

Maybe I was goin in late can’t get it a hold of me

Flippin it, servin it, weighin it, gone

Flippin it, servin it, weighin it, gone

Flippin it, servin it, weighin it, gone

Flippin it, servin it, weighin it, gone