Project 96 (feat. August)
Ybn molly
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Epic Never trust a hoes, rather learn from my silly past Never never last, if you mess with the projects Pussy with the gang, wolves movin' with the game In my heart, pretend to code like it's cop out with a Rolex Shiny side nigga, but the niggas are the coldest Oh shit, rollin' with my brothers, and the bitches are boneless You know this, I guess it's the greatest, and what they would just notice Look, uh, past is death, I got to erase The manifest about my bars, and you know I'm like, what's that I said, but my dopeness is highly debated I could've gone even if I was masturbated Ain't a lover boy, but a nigga hate it Said that I'm the greatest, but I'm underrated Two-faced nigga, so I'm not afraid to face it I had to stay patient, for years I was waitin Okay, could've been a feature, but I switch ain't a fly Now the oppas in the library, they think I ain't fit, can't say it's bigger I'm a certified nigga, and I ain't sure if I guess I already pretty quick about it, can't dime a thug And my dealer is the drug, sippin' on some insulin in the mag And I never move slow, I'm the oppa to the slugs You don't put me through a circuit, but the people call me plug What you know about showin' love Lovin' on a baby, didn't know she was a slug Goddamn, I've been mixin' my venator with a Montclair Sister or your cousin, you can never bring your mom here Comin' with a stick, nigga, bringin' all the drums Yeah, Miley with the load, that's a different type of drug Yo, Spongebob nigga, I be suckin' all the hate And he makin' me a big favorite number to an eight Thug aesthetic, I done did it Robbin' Wheeler, Wonka, Chocolate Tire, freakin' business I'm like Killin' Millie, trust me, I made millions Run a band like Skillies, time to get the finish All the buyers, man, I don't need no winners Girls are feelin' some, you probably lost some niches Freakin' makin' pig mixin' dough, I see what he's beggin And the one that's down there probably just a shakin Feet takin', start sweatin', all year in a passion Body start sweatin', callin' me Uncle Ruckus I'm creatin' now, it's probably eight when I started did it Damn, 13 years, I'ma have my first blunt turn 16 years And I'm still havin' some straight 13 years I'ma have my first chain turn 16 years And it's ice in my veins, it's crazy Young turn niggas only makin' all the impact Talk about the bag, yeah, you know I'm finna get that Took loose change and it turned into big racks My girl's an afro, she know that I dig that Feelin' like baby, cause the price got paid Started feelin' like Seth, cause the beast got slayed Went school and the fam was surprised by my grades Went trap and the gang was surprised by my age Her name Rose, but I got her a Daisy Feelin' like nasty, cook, I'm brave Can't do nothin', only God who can make me She swallowed her pride when she swallowed my brain Smokin' my kind, man, she givin' me slop And now I'm on phone, Bible's up in three and she got rabies 247, straight three, 625, got the ball in my court And I ball all the day, probably be the greatest Now I got a lot of hair, so Eminem I see if I'm hittin' on Hailey Smokin' on wood, came out of the hood Still lookin' this good like my mom's Evaiti Paid me, so I was like Asian, no tricks Don't give girls, so I was don't care if they're Daisy Had to switch the flow, cause the flow gone crazy My girl ain't less, my girl went 80 Came with a killer, went back with a gram Man, I went Middle East, came back with a lamb Hold your bro like a clam Tell the truth like I'm tramp And I probably got your n***a trendin' on me Got my mind set in the hood like it's H2O Said I'm probably not talkin' bout war Clams hit a goal, so I put up in the club With my freakin' chase, so like just when I'ma slow it Threw two thots through his head, man You sure I'm a sign, man You know I can never be a thot All cause Kim with the plot I got crack in the pop, I know, don't call me hard-boiled Nike on me, gotta match with the chicks Sleazy got me thinkin' bout my first step Call Cardi on me, cause I'm always off set Use voice notes, I be too tough to text Fits, then I sweep, cause the scene was a miss Both ass together, I gotta stay blessed Got so high, started livin' in a nest Man, I'm lookin' so fly, I should own a private jet
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