"Bulletproof" lyrics
Messed around, I'm having fun, don't put me down
I'll never let you sweep me off my feet
I won't let you in again
My messages I tried to send
My information's just not going in
Sip the drink coming down in the evening
Barber cape got that fye underneath it
I turned up and they cannot believe it
Cross the line, eat your dinner with Jesus
Feeling okay, I'm the man like Pac
Grew up around niggas with dope in they sock
Ran that bag up all the way to the top
Stunt with my Brothers, this shit don't stop
Play with this shit, I go federal
Brother a felon, but he got that metal tho
Pick up a bag from Valero, then bust down the Rollie
With all kind of minerals
Was hungry and starving, remember him
Now he pull up and he got that shit plentiful
I came up as a baby gorilla
Turned nothing to something, bitch, now I'm a general
Tried to knock me, I just won't fall
Blitz your street, I can make one call
Louis Coats, pull em on in the fall
Pure bread on a bitch, I'm a dog
Smoke weed, but I'm serving that raw
I remember me hiding that dope in the house
Got muscle all the way to Glen Oaks to the South
With a bunch of young nigga who laying that law
Yeah, I done got fly as a bitch
Yeah, Cartier on my wrist
Yeah, bust down on my neck
Yeah, fuck that, I want me a check
Duke, bitch, you know what it is
Co & Kevin, bitch, you know what it is
IBG, bitch, you know what it is
Carl & 40, bitch, you know what it is
Been there, done that, messed around
I'm having fun, don't put me down
I'll never let you sweep me off my feet
Bitch, I won't let you in again
The messages I tried to send
My information's just not going in
Yeah
Yeah
Let me come back
Yeah
Yeah
Don't put me down
I'll never let you sweep me off my feet
Yeah, pull up with True Religions in a Jeep
Pull up with Za in a SRT
Pull up with a hundred shots on me
Pull up with a 50 knot on me
Trap still going, bananas
Geek Squad come put up the cameras
Gang pull up with nothing but hammers
Fresh to the T looking like a scammer
I say trap still going, bananas
Geek Squad come put up the cameras
Gang pull up with nothing but hammers
Fresh to the T looking like a scammer
Sip the drink coming down in the evening
Barber cape got that fire underneath it
I turned up and they cannot believe it
Cross the line, eat your dinner with Jesus
Feeling okay, I'm a man like Pac
Grew up round niggas, with dope in they sock
Run that shit up all the way to the top
Stunt with my brothers
This shit don't stop
I'll never let you sweep me off my feet
I won't let you in again
My messages I tried to send
My information's just not going in
Sip the drink coming down in the evening
Barber cape got that fye underneath it
I turned up and they cannot believe it
Cross the line, eat your dinner with Jesus
Feeling okay, I'm the man like Pac
Grew up around niggas with dope in they sock
Ran that bag up all the way to the top
Stunt with my Brothers, this shit don't stop
Play with this shit, I go federal
Brother a felon, but he got that metal tho
Pick up a bag from Valero, then bust down the Rollie
With all kind of minerals
Was hungry and starving, remember him
Now he pull up and he got that shit plentiful
I came up as a baby gorilla
Turned nothing to something, bitch, now I'm a general
Tried to knock me, I just won't fall
Blitz your street, I can make one call
Louis Coats, pull em on in the fall
Pure bread on a bitch, I'm a dog
Smoke weed, but I'm serving that raw
I remember me hiding that dope in the house
Got muscle all the way to Glen Oaks to the South
With a bunch of young nigga who laying that law
Yeah, I done got fly as a bitch
Yeah, Cartier on my wrist
Yeah, bust down on my neck
Yeah, fuck that, I want me a check
Duke, bitch, you know what it is
Co & Kevin, bitch, you know what it is
IBG, bitch, you know what it is
Carl & 40, bitch, you know what it is
Been there, done that, messed around
I'm having fun, don't put me down
I'll never let you sweep me off my feet
Bitch, I won't let you in again
The messages I tried to send
My information's just not going in
Yeah
Yeah
Let me come back
Yeah
Yeah
Don't put me down
I'll never let you sweep me off my feet
Yeah, pull up with True Religions in a Jeep
Pull up with Za in a SRT
Pull up with a hundred shots on me
Pull up with a 50 knot on me
Trap still going, bananas
Geek Squad come put up the cameras
Gang pull up with nothing but hammers
Fresh to the T looking like a scammer
I say trap still going, bananas
Geek Squad come put up the cameras
Gang pull up with nothing but hammers
Fresh to the T looking like a scammer
Sip the drink coming down in the evening
Barber cape got that fire underneath it
I turned up and they cannot believe it
Cross the line, eat your dinner with Jesus
Feeling okay, I'm a man like Pac
Grew up round niggas, with dope in they sock
Run that shit up all the way to the top
Stunt with my brothers
This shit don't stop
