"the 25th" lyrics
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck, fuck, fuck
The 25th comin' up, nigga gotta run that
Seen him down bad, walked up "where my one at?"
Nigga tryna spin, got the blick, I ain't stuntin' that
Push up on lil' Lazer actin' crazy, where yo' money at?
Told the gang chill out, you know we gon' handle that
Glove department, I know where yo' hammer at
Stupid ass questions she askin', can't answer that
Spent all my racks, I'm a dummy, gotta get it back
Gang get the drop now we happy, we clearin' that
Shut the fuck up, why the pussy ain't hearin' that?
Put on my merch, got this shit on my back
I ain't got no za in the bricks, I relapse
Nigga actin' like he punchin' in, he readin' raps
Send me yo' plug, when I push up I need that
Nigga keep tellin' me to drop, just fuckin' drop
Who the fuck produced this beat? This shit trendy
Fine shit think this my car, the V rented
Fishbowl windows, the white lady see in it
I was in yo' hood last night, you don't be in it
Back the V in in the back of the 'partment
Slap that boy out with the fye, he try start shit
I seen the pig comin', I'm dodgin' a narc quick
Fine shit gon' scam you, I got me a smart bitch
Build up my label and put on my artists
Get my lil' munyun and go to the dead end
Too many fine shit, ain't havin' no wedding
Went to my email and found a lil' trinity
You think this my only class, bitch I got plenty heat
Boy you a lil' boy, boy you a mini me
I'm on that za, I forgot I was geeked up
Put on my merch, bitch you know I got the heat tucked
Shit in my blick hit yo' body, it eat up
I'm at the skatepark, I'm smokin' wit' skateboarders
Take a nigga package now he havin' a late order
Off-white drip, I don't put in a Bape order
Fuck, fuck, fuck
The 25th comin' up, nigga gotta run that
Seen him down bad, walked up "where my one at?"
Nigga tryna spin, got the blick, I ain't stuntin' that
Push up on lil' Lazer actin' crazy, where yo' money at?
Told the gang chill out, you know we gon' handle that
Glove department, I know where yo' hammer at
Stupid ass questions she askin', can't answer that
Spent all my racks, I'm a dummy, gotta get it back
Gang get the drop now we happy, we clearin' that
Shut the fuck up, why the pussy ain't hearin' that?
Put on my merch, got this shit on my back
I ain't got no za in the bricks, I relapse
Nigga actin' like he punchin' in, he readin' raps
Send me yo' plug, when I push up I need that
Nigga keep tellin' me to drop, just fuckin' drop
Who the fuck produced this beat? This shit trendy
Fine shit think this my car, the V rented
Fishbowl windows, the white lady see in it
I was in yo' hood last night, you don't be in it
Back the V in in the back of the 'partment
Slap that boy out with the fye, he try start shit
I seen the pig comin', I'm dodgin' a narc quick
Fine shit gon' scam you, I got me a smart bitch
Build up my label and put on my artists
Get my lil' munyun and go to the dead end
Too many fine shit, ain't havin' no wedding
Went to my email and found a lil' trinity
You think this my only class, bitch I got plenty heat
Boy you a lil' boy, boy you a mini me
I'm on that za, I forgot I was geeked up
Put on my merch, bitch you know I got the heat tucked
Shit in my blick hit yo' body, it eat up
I'm at the skatepark, I'm smokin' wit' skateboarders
Take a nigga package now he havin' a late order
Off-white drip, I don't put in a Bape order
