Still - S.B.W. (Sundayludeforus) lyrics

[Produced by Still] [Verse] Ain't they sippin' on that f** with him juice? Country a** n***a, leave you hangin' like a Tim boot I got my controller on your a**, you a SIM fool You a f**in' queen actin' like you makin' king moves, damn What's the haps on the craps? Life's a f**in' gamble, shootin' sevens when I nap I got interviews later when I drop it on the map So shut the p**y footin' when you b**hin' on the track, god damn I think you losin' by a lap So run a little faster or just go and finish college You got molly, I just ollie on the track witcha n***a said he ain't want no verse, "I want a stack n***a!" Eatin' veggies in the motherf**in' back n***a While my n***as poppin' bottles, rollin' fat swishas It's The House 'til the motherf**in' d**h n***a Until these f**in' people go deaf n***a I want fans in your motherf**in' neck n***a This the year the real blowin' on the neck n***a So these n***as who ain't actin' like they south n***a Seen my n***a push the bu*ton , to the left n***a And I get it f**in' right or go left n***a Cause we good 'round here, don't need help n***a