Spiffy - Master Sensi Intro lyrics

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Spiffy - Master Sensi Intro lyrics

Intro No such thing as bad student only bad teacher teacher say student do Young n***a Louis bag on me Louis duffle bag Verse Coming in with a 18 wheeler I need somewhere to back in Rapping and trapping I'm going in the front end and the back end I got Louis bag with nothing bags in it I get the dope first thats why I be taxing Free Bloody Jay he got locked up for trafficking (Free my n***a) Jamaica we plugged get the brick from Africans Put the trap in the choke hold got it tapping in Ran out of Percs now I'm back on them Vicodins Everything I do them n***as be biting it Go in the booth all the time like I'm writing it sh** on my mind I can't do sh** but grind Choppa on me n***a you ain't finna take mine Up all night go to sleep in the day time Trap out the trap phone ring like a chatline Auntie need the percocet for her spine Ain't about money don't call wasting my time Got my lil baby brother with a lil baby 9 Don't play about my money I need every dime Pussc a** n***a get the f** from round me Can't f** with you n***as you ain't none my kind Dance on work like I'm Dion in his prime Hit the trap with the bricks hard punchline He rapping but that n***a be lying [?] Cause he know it be flying Drinking that Hi-Tec raw like it wine Fish in the Coupe when I'm cooking I'm frying Trapping hard 25/8 overtime 200 bags of gas it ain't no finish line I wear the Jefferys I don't wear the Finish Line I want platinum cookies but I'll take any kind In the latest fashion with a 100 dollar line VIP never waited in line Got a box coming in with a dime My young n***a give me 3, sell it in dimes Snitch a** n***a, I can see it in yo eyes Cook up the dope it gone rise Put on the Tom Ford like the master of disguise Strapped up with guns don't come with no knives [?] Candler Road n***a we Candler Road 1'5 I got the babies these n***as just whine Got on j**elry like I'm already signed Master Sensi I break up the bricks Take out a 9 and I spend it at Fifths 2 38s on me like I got hips I'm in the hood where d** dealers deal Outro Young n***a know what going on Pablo Juan n***a Off the top n***a I know they be hating you know what the f** going on yeah, real n***a sh** you know where to find me at