Katie Got Bandz - 39 Bars lyrics

rate me

No smoking weed, no new kids

Kickin’ doors, running out from the shit

Now I’m ballin’, WMBA

I remember when I did a lot of work

Now I’m dreaming in my drive way

Nigga shit follow when they poppin’ up

Look bitch how you ballin’ out

You ain’t never gonna go with the cash out

And if a bitch nigga won’t smoke

Then a body bag will be his wish nigga

BOB , I’m a big old bitch

Ball shit and I’m with the shit

Came up at 12 bars

Fuck a gold bitch, I’m in my glory

And I ain’t writing verses, bitch

I’m telling stories

Bottles running

Bitch I’m rockin’ ________

Chasin’ money,catchin’ in a hurry

If you kill me

You got to show me

Everybody go right here

Talk crazy bitch

Come try me

I’ll be at the mall

All we do is ball

So my money talk

We don’t ball ___

That’s the quickest way to fall

Like mill I’m coachin’

And my young boys come in

No talkin’, face down