Naledge - Piggyback Lyrics
You can catch me sipping Remy with some bougy hoesOnce they drunk, shit, you won't know they bougy, thoughSmoking skunk shit, all they eyes is usually lowListening to 36 and they dropping lowI love my life, I love my life, my squad be getting it inFree bottles up in VIP, I don't want this to endTryna find my way up in some Gucci hoeSloppy drunk but I'm acting like who you should knowLaying up at the trunk, blowing Cuban smokeStory of your life, LOL, you's a jokeRap the only game that pays to be a *****ing fraudSell your soul when the Devil never paid it allNigga, mother*****er, radioThey don't mother*****er play me, thoughStream me on the internet, college show, be giving thatI'm a star, *****, I'm a star, find me in the sky with my intellectI'm riding lax up on the Lex showHey, Anna May, come meet this cake, hoeHetty Cane Jr., boy, I still got itI kicking raps if I ain't seeing profitDouchebag looking like ***** it inYou don't like my raps, nigga, ***** it inBroad, you can come but I won't ***** your friendI only let you come 'cause you got daddy's BenzI'm an *****, I'm an *****Lifting her jaw, now she swallowing my tad poleTV show about your throat, babysitter's clubAll my friends is millionaires, *****, I be getting lovePiggyback stunting, shit, I'm piggyback *****ingI think I'm lax still, Mr. MarcusNaledge bomb, this shit's the hardest
