925 by Mante Lyrics
Can’t do no 9-5
I Need some faster riches
I’m tryn go from rags to riches
I found me bag to get in
I need my Pockets heavy
Type make me sag the britches
Can't fw 12 my nigga
Went got a badge to kill us
Went got me a main thang
I had to pass the bitches
I need a that bag from Lennox
Can’t go out sad you tripping
No signal I change lanes
I’m making bad decisions
I got that package wit me
I been in my bag my nigga
Like a receipt
Like a receipt man
She wanna stay for the week
She wanna stay for the weekend
Ima dive in off the deep
Ima dive in off the deep end
We run it back on repeat
Hit til she falling asleep
Charlotte the city Carolina the state
I fuck that bitch like we been onna date
Master my fate
Captain my soul
I get a package of backwoods and roll
Roll up
Gassy
High end
Classy
Eyes
Glassy
Ride
Fast Speed
She centerfold no magazine
Hit from the back I put Dick in her spleen
Know what I know, saw what I seen
I’m on a roll, I’m not popping a bean
Roll up the green and hit it til I feel it
Need a machine I been running up digits
Hit like a lick I be running all in it
Weed and that drank I’m gone Spin like fidget
Can’t do no 9-5
I Need some faster riches
I’m tryn go from rags to riches
I found me bag to get in
I need my Pockets heavy
Type make me sag the britches
Can't fw 12 my nigga
Went got a badge to kill us
Went got a badge I’m
Running
Rolling
High
Smoking
Gunning
Toting
Wide Open
Free styling
Wilding
Zoning
On my own and
In my zone and
I’m in the zone just like the end
Niggas be hating don’t want me to win
When I get on Ima cop me a benz
Ima shoot up like I’m holding a lens
Quise done came through with the sauce yeah
Learn lessons not taking no loss
Yeah
Gassed up and I’m finna take off yeahhhhhh
Can’t do no 9-5
I Need some faster riches
I’m tryn go from rags to riches
I found me bag to get in
I need my Pockets heavy
Type make me sag the britches
Can't fw 12 my nigga
Went got a badge to kill us
I Need some faster riches
I’m tryn go from rags to riches
I found me bag to get in
I need my Pockets heavy
Type make me sag the britches
Can't fw 12 my nigga
Went got a badge to kill us
Went got me a main thang
I had to pass the bitches
I need a that bag from Lennox
Can’t go out sad you tripping
No signal I change lanes
I’m making bad decisions
I got that package wit me
I been in my bag my nigga
Like a receipt
Like a receipt man
She wanna stay for the week
She wanna stay for the weekend
Ima dive in off the deep
Ima dive in off the deep end
We run it back on repeat
Hit til she falling asleep
Charlotte the city Carolina the state
I fuck that bitch like we been onna date
Master my fate
Captain my soul
I get a package of backwoods and roll
Roll up
Gassy
High end
Classy
Eyes
Glassy
Ride
Fast Speed
She centerfold no magazine
Hit from the back I put Dick in her spleen
Know what I know, saw what I seen
I’m on a roll, I’m not popping a bean
Roll up the green and hit it til I feel it
Need a machine I been running up digits
Hit like a lick I be running all in it
Weed and that drank I’m gone Spin like fidget
Can’t do no 9-5
I Need some faster riches
I’m tryn go from rags to riches
I found me bag to get in
I need my Pockets heavy
Type make me sag the britches
Can't fw 12 my nigga
Went got a badge to kill us
Went got a badge I’m
Running
Rolling
High
Smoking
Gunning
Toting
Wide Open
Free styling
Wilding
Zoning
On my own and
In my zone and
I’m in the zone just like the end
Niggas be hating don’t want me to win
When I get on Ima cop me a benz
Ima shoot up like I’m holding a lens
Quise done came through with the sauce yeah
Learn lessons not taking no loss
Yeah
Gassed up and I’m finna take off yeahhhhhh
Can’t do no 9-5
I Need some faster riches
I’m tryn go from rags to riches
I found me bag to get in
I need my Pockets heavy
Type make me sag the britches
Can't fw 12 my nigga
Went got a badge to kill us