Ruben Slikk, Lofty305 - Ma Nig lyrics

Drug activity, high refractivity
Stones in my grills make theses
Hoes wanna get with me backin' no bird shit
Them beans in that purse shit
A pussy nigga snitchin' man he
Finna get murdered quick
I'm spittin' at every ho
I'm checkin' the bankroll
A king type nigga don't be
Fuckin' with stank hoes
My nigga I'm innocent, my nigga I'm innocent
These crakkas lock me up because
They say that I'm innocent
I got me a pill pack, I pop about 10 of 'em
These bitches wanna roll but my
Nigga ain't lettin' them
These bitches choosin' us when other
Niggas be sweatin' em
I send 'em on a lick and
Yeah these bitches be gettin' them
I really hold that fye oh
So close to my skeleton
A nigga got a stick but
Yo' ass got the Remington
I vibe with plenty bitches and
You vibin' with plenty men
You know I got that nine
And I'm poppin' them M&Ms

My nig, you know IIIII do it big
You fuckin' with my money I I I
Will split yo wig
My nig, you know IIIII do it big
You fuckin' with my money I I I
Will split yo wig
My nig, you know IIIII do it big
You fuckin' with my money I I I
Will split yo wig
My nig, you know IIIII do it big
You fuckin' with my money I I I
Will split yo wig

Ruben Slikk blowin' up, now my dick goin' up
Cause a ho suckin' on my dick-dick
Purrp in the drink, took hash to the face
Now I'm high and ain't that some shit
Black ass nigga double G's on the feet
So you know these hoes be jockin'
I'm a real ass mack I'ma need ten stacks
Before I stick my cock in
Yo vag bad, back that
Twitty-twat-twat all on my pole
When I see a bitch with stacks on deck
I'ma jizz in a bitch and I'm on a ho
I'm on a roll, all the hoes know
At the Delano with a nose full of blow
European hash all in the hydro
Put a lighter to the tip, aw shit there it go
Oh, what you know about a black mack
Flippin' that twat just like the flap jacks
All in the ear like fuzzy hat flaps
Break, shake, cake, cash
If the bitch can't make cash
I'ma just vacate fast purse first, ass last
Purse first, ass last
Oh, what you know about a black mack
Flippin' that twat just like the flap jacks
All in the ear like fuzzy hat flaps
Break, shake, cake, cash
If the bitch can't make cash
I'ma just vacate fast purse first, ass last
Purse first, ass last

My nig, you know IIIII do it big
You fuckin' with my money I I I
Will split yo wig
My nig, you know IIIII do it big
You fuckin' with my money I I I
Will split yo wig
My nig, you know IIIII do it big
You fuckin' with my money I I I
Will split yo wig
My nig, you know IIIII do it big
You fuckin' with my money I I I
Will split yo wig

Yeah bitch
You already fuckin' know who it is
It's motherfuckin' Gizmo, futuristic mack
I'm letting all these motherfuckin'
Satellite hoes know
We're orbittin' around motherfuckin'
Planet Lofty, y'know
To enter the motherfuckin' atmosphere
Which I know you wanna do bitch
You need your motherfuckin' spacesuit, your
Space helmet, your landing gear
And your motherfuckin' jetpack
Now that's gonna run you
About thirty thousand bitch
But, it's all in the game y'know
All that shit comes included
In the motherfuckin' game
Y'know so-so don't worry bout it
Y'know just just have your thirty
Stacks and it's all good
See, I I caught your
Motherfuckin' neck breakin'
So while your waiting and spectating
See I got hoes motherfuckin' paperchasin down
Here on the motherfuckin' planet
You feel me?
So quit fakin' and get with the real
And that's all I ask
For you to have that thirty stacks
So bring that ass y'know
Filled with motherfuckin' cash
And you could fuck with a pimp like me, Gizmo
Hollin' at these motherfuckin' bitches, yeah

My nig, you know IIIII do it big
You fuckin' with my money I I I
Will split yo wig
My nig, you know IIIII do it big
You fuckin' with my money I I I
Will split yo wig