Lyrics Politics - bbno$, Creepa, Trippy tha Kid

Politics

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$