Bambino - That n***a Already lyrics

[Intro] Wake up and ball on these n***as like I feel like that n***a already man! Like Gang! YG sh** Flee Team FTG Free Poppy Gang! [Hook] I feel like that n***a already If I wanna f** she gon let me Had to cut that b**h off she too petty Still trappin' move work out the Deli I feel like that n***a already If I wanna f** she gon let me Had to cut that b**h off she too petty Still trappin' move work out the Deli I feel like that n***a already (x8) [Verse 1] Lately I feel like the man Dab while I'm countin' these bands Bam Bino young n***a got fans Flee Team FTG that's the clan .30 on me by the waist line Wish a n***a try to take mine Start throwin' I don't waste time Chase money I don't get tired That look cool, but my sh** hotter Got a spanish b**h that call me big poppa Gold chain wrist blang Heard he got a quick stain Wish a n***a really try to do it I ain't gotta shoot it Lil Gz will pull it Talkin' tough but they be ducking bullets And my music they be bumpin' to it Shout out Curly b**h that's word to mommy Every n***a with me down to catch a hommie We throw up A like Illuminati Do a drill in Bape Gucci hit his body Clip hangin' from the .38 Spin they block raise the murder rate In the Ville you ain't never safe Run up on him make him levitate [Hook] I feel like that n***a already If I wanna f** she gon let me Had to cut that b**h off she too petty Still trappin' move work out the Deli I feel like that n***a already If I wanna f** she gon let me Had to cut that b**h off she too petty Still trappin' move work out the Deli I feel like that n***a already (x8) [Verse 2] Baby I'm poppin They see that I'm lit now they panties be droppin' Brodie what happen KB started clappin' them n***as be lackin YG bout that action You think you the one I'll turn you into fraction Skurrt off in a vehicle Them windows they tinted to nobody seein' you I don't wanna be with you Cut your girl off left that b**h in a week or two But I might call her back for some f**in' neck Whippin' that work like it was spaghetti Finessin' that jug I just cracked a Chevy Take a trip go OT b**h I'm in the 7 Don't got no deal but these n***as hatin' Shout out my shooters them n***as hazing You love my bro why the f** you faking I know they mad a young n***a caking I'm on G sh** with the mayde Don't f** with them boys yeah them n***as go crazy Free the bro that's P Ryda I call up my bosses you know they gon ride up Them n***as don't pop out Forever the Gunnaz they run when we hop out [Hook] I feel like that n***a already If I wanna f** she gon let me Had to cut that b**h off she too petty Still trappin' move work out the Deli I feel like that n***a already If I wanna f** she gon let me Had to cut that b**h off she too petty Still trappin' move work out the Deli I feel like that n***a already (x8)