Young Dolph, Bino Brown, Jay Fizzle - Wanted lyrics
[Young Dolph, Bino Brown, Jay Fizzle - Wanted lyrics]
AR strapped, these niggas don’t want it
I keep the 380, it’s tucked under my garments
I keep it all the time ‘cause
Niggas try to harm me
I got ‘em looking for me like I’m wanted
AR strapped, these niggas don’t want it
I keep the 380, it’s tucked under my garments
I keep it all the time ‘cause
Niggas try to harm me
Bino getting money
These haters they getting mad
Walking in with racks
I’m leaving out with them bags
I be straight stacking, money, I be stashing
I ain’t got no deals
You know I’m straight taxing
Trapping out the loft
I think you niggas soft
I got fifty Thursday, Friday I got ‘em off
You step the wrong way
Then I just might smack ya
Bino run the trap and I didn’t even ask ya
I’m still the same nigga that’s
Posted on the curb
Plug prices cheap, man I had a loss for words
Bino paper chasin’, these hoes get Nathan
They don’t like me but
I’m in they conversation
I got ‘em looking for me like I’m wanted
AR strapped, these niggas don’t want it
I keep the 380, it’s tucked under my garments
I keep it all the time ‘cause
Niggas try to harm me
I got ‘em looking for me like I’m wanted
AR strapped, these niggas don’t want it
I keep the 380, it’s tucked under my garments
I keep it all the time ‘cause
Niggas try to harm me
Police looking for me with a warrant
You suckers out here softer than some Charmin
Your bitch she wanna ride in this foreign
But I won’t let her ‘cause
Her head game is boring
I just ran up a check off touring
Then I went and blew a bag in Nordstrom’s
Got a bad yellow bitch, man she gorgeous
Led me to the plug
So I paid the bitch mortgage
Nigga start bitching ‘cause they
See a nigga blessed
You can play games if you want and
Catch a bullet to your chest
This shit fit in my backwood
This shit the best have a nigga upset when I
Pull up in that ‘Vette pullin’ out the lot
I got ‘em looking for me like I’m wanted
AR strapped, these niggas don’t want it
I keep the 380, it’s tucked under my garments
I keep it all the time ‘cause
Niggas try to harm me
I got ‘em looking for me like I’m wanted
AR strapped, these niggas don’t want it
I keep the 380, it’s tucked under my garments
I keep it all the time ‘cause
Niggas try to harm me
All this swag I’m dropping
Got these bitches on me
Got more choppers than a motherfucking army
Up a couple M’s but I’m still hungry
Tell them thirsty ass bitches back up off me
Paper, paper, paper, that’s all we chasing
Your favorite model told me
Text her my location
Every time that pack touch
Down it’s a celebration
Crack a seal and pour an
Eight up of my medication
Half a pound of OG in my
Drawers and you can smell it
Don’t talk too loud, he a buster man
He might tell it all my partners good niggas
But they convicted felons
Break me down a backwood and
Twist up a whole seven
I got ‘em looking for me like I’m wanted
AR strapped, these niggas don’t want it
I keep the 380, it’s tucked under my garments
I keep it all the time ‘cause
Niggas try to harm me
I got ‘em looking for me like I’m wanted
AR strapped, these niggas don’t want it
I keep the 380, it’s tucked under my garments
I keep it all the time ‘cause
Niggas try to harm me