i told ya
Singer:jimmy wopo
i told my hitters this winter
man i'm a get me a rollie
i told my niggas we winners
i told my bitch i'm coming home with a chip on my shoulder
i told my dogs i'm going raw
ain't cutting shit with the soda
i told my mom i'm going all in
we ain't getting no closer
when this probation shit over i tell my niggas to roll up
i told them labels to hold up
man i ain't getting fucked over
man i swear after this year the whole world gonna know us
man this year i'm killing niggas without picking my pole up
man this year i'm killing niggas without sending my soldiers
man probation they hating but it ain't shit to be sober
plus what i'm sipping don't show up so i tell pour a four up
ay when i'm under the weather you know that drink'll feel better
i put the 24th ingredient in my dr. pepper
i thought i told ya i'm going strong
i want that rollie this winter
ain't no more guns in my pictures
these niggas know i'm a hitter
and i ain't gotta remind a nigga
i wish could see this shit
boy you know that i miss you
man i swear after this year they gonna know all my niggas
man i swear after this year they gonna know all my niggas
i told my hitters this winter
man i'm a get me a rollie
i told my niggas we winners
i told my bitch i'm coming home with a chip on my shoulder
i told my dogs i'm going raw
ain't cutting shit with the soda
i told my mom i'm going all in
we ain't getting no closer
when this probation shit over i tell my niggas to roll up
i told them labels to hold up
man i ain't getting fucked over
man i swear after this year the whole world gonna know us
this that yeah yo you ain't know yo
this that yeah yo yeah this this year's flow
this that sitting in the cell in the mirror flow
acting like you held me down
i changed my life a year ago
i came from whipping chemicals and serving
but still we on the hill in the field like a seminole
still treat me like an imbecile
it ain't a penguin though
saucing like a pizza roll
i told my hitters this winter
man i'm a get me a rollie
i told my niggas we winners
i told my bitch i'm coming home with a chip on my shoulder
i told my dogs i'm going raw
ain't cutting shit with the soda
i told my mom i'm going all in
we ain't getting no closer
when this probation shit over i tell my niggas to roll up
i told them labels to hold up
man i ain't getting fucked over
man i swear after this year the whole world gonna know us