Puffy L'z - Propa lyrics

[Intro] Stay Paid (yeah man) All of that (All of that) Awoolay All of that (All of that) Puffy take no L'z n***a (yeah man) Free capo out the cells (yeah man) What I'm reppin What I'm reppin South-side Ano gang n***a [Chorus] Men lie, women lie, but the numbers don't And n***as acting like they will, but I know they won't My young n***as, they bust triggers and touch figures He acting froggy then jump n***a, just jump n***a (Awoolay) Shoutout to my rastas Top Mali, movin' gully on the Gaza I'm saucy, money longer than the pasta I'm bossy, the plug deals with me propa [Verse 1] I tell the plug, deal with my propa I'm the top mali moving gully on the Gaza Awoolay Awoolay I declare war my n***a, who want to play Cause back in the day, these girls used to diss me, now she in my DM asking “Puffy do you miss me?” “Nah” but you can miss me with that s**er sh**, I'm on some other sh**, hunnid bands hunnid bricks (get it in) And these n***as ain't really in the streets On the net they saying beef, when I see them they want peace But guess what, I only eat halal meat, and in the kitchen I be water whipping, it's high heat (so savage) But my youngings do damage, I got 3 hustles n***a that's a hat trick And I can send them headshots like a fat chick I said, send them headshots like a fat b**h Yo, It's Ano Gang I ain't switching up A couple n***as dissed, my n***as hit em up And for my bros who ain't here I'm gonna live it up And since I'm getting a lil buzz, these b**hes want to give it up I'm getting older, streets getting colder (colder) Ano told me to keep my head on my shoulders (Ano Gang) I got a plan now, i need to stand out, these n***as got their hands out looking for a hand out Diss who? These n***as soft like tissue Diss me, then my n***as got dismiss you Broad day, we used to trap in them hallways Halal way, or you can get it the haram way You got treat the hate like it's love, forreal, you got to treat the love like it's hate, Gang Real n***a, , man they can't relate And everybody's real until you catch them n***as being fake [Chorus] Men lie, women lie, but the numbers don't And n***as acting like they will, but I know they won't My young n***as, they bust triggers and touch figures He acting froggy then jump n***a, just jump n***a(Awoolay) Shoutout to my rastas Top Mali, movin' gully on the Gaza I'm saucy, money longer than the pasta I'm bossy, the plug deals with me propa (Get it in)