MirriGangg - Stop Lacking Lyrics

I'm with that nigga who put your Dog on a shirt and i ain't playing
That shit you flexing on the gram
That's some shit ill give away
He telling jokes but we don't play like that
We just play for keeps
Tell that nigga come get his money back
Finessed him out his cheese
I got swipers all inside your hood Might have your cvv
He talking crazy nigga play with your bitch don't ever play
With me
When you get money they say you acting fake
They say you acting green
They say mirri boy you married now
You aIn't really no gangsta
I said nigga don't you fucking try it
We got glocks and tazers
We don't pull it out cause when the family around
We act like angels
I told my mamma to get a pole she said Amir you talking crazy
I know i one thing right
You come round here playing with me you meeting your maker
And my girl pretty at night time she don't even need no makeup
How you a hood nigga you ain't getting your bread up
You ain't getting your cake up
He talking crazy but won't send that addy i think he played out
Bro be hanging with niggas from different hoods he say he hanging out
That shit sad cause after that he got robbed by them same niggas
Now he mad they just took his bread he say he don't hang with them
And his ass still ain't got no pole they probably gone spin again
He left the city then his ass came back they probaly one get him again
I'm with that nigga who put your
Dog on a shirt and i ain't playing
That shit you flexing on the gram
That's some shit ill give away
He telling jokes but we don't play like that
We just play for keeps
Tell that nigga come get his money back
Finessed him out his cheese

I'm with that nigga who put your Dog on a shirt and i ain't playing
That shit you flexing on the gram
That's some shit ill give away
He telling jokes but we don't play like that
We just play for keeps
Tell that nigga come get his money back
Finessed him out his cheese
I got swipers all inside your hood Might have your cvv
He talking crazy nigga play with your bitch don't ever play
With me
When you get money they say you acting fake
They say you acting green
They say mirri boy you married now
You aIn't really no gangsta
I said nigga don't you fucking try it
We got glocks and tazers
We don't pull it out cause when the family around
We act like angels
I told my mamma to get a pole she said Amir you talking crazy
I know i one thing right
You come round here playing with me you meeting your maker
And my girl pretty at night time she don't even need no makeup
How you a hood nigga you ain't getting your bread up
You ain't getting your cake up
He talking crazy but won't send that addy i think he played out
Bro be hanging with niggas from different hoods he say he hanging out
That shit sad cause after that he got robbed by them same niggas
Now he mad they just took his bread he say he don't hang with them
And his ass still ain't got no pole they probably gone spin again
He left the city then his ass came back they probaly one get him again
I'm with that nigga who put your
Dog on a shirt and i ain't playing
That shit you flexing on the gram
That's some shit ill give away
He telling jokes but we don't play like that
We just play for keeps
Tell that nigga come get his money back
Finessed him out his cheese