Lyrics:
love what you do, do what you feel
Then I know you gonna mark my words
I drop shit like birds
And it's about the time for yo' ass to get served
dady
We gettin lotta cash niggas gettin rlly paid
Mophaine everyday I dont rlly feel the pain
Niggas hatin but am busy yea am paid in a verse
Now we
dady
We gettin lotta cash niggas gettin rlly paid
Mophaine everyday I dont rlly feel the pain
Niggas hatin but am busy yea am paid in a verse
Now we
on the scene
Rolling wit a slight limp hustling like i'll always be
Introduced to making beats influenced by the street
In the car in the club wherever you can
Fuck all you motherfuckers, for real tho
That lil green reefer, Phat bottom chicka
What blows my mind like, POP... Uuuuuh
What blows my mind,
Then I went to bed on em
Lil shawty got a phat ass
And some good lil head on her
And they talk behind my back
Because I know they scared of me
Yo I ain't
Fuckin' lil' homies
Everybody duckin', my fuckin' lil' homies
Lil' homies
Everybody duckin', my fuckin' lil' homies
Please pay attention
gotcha head noddin' 'cause your neck knows it phat
Check it out like this and then like that
My track packs energy like nuclear reactors
I be Mad
I was born to be a soldier!
[Chorus: x4]
[Fiend]
Bringin bags and weed
Lil Fiend live by the soldiers creed
Of broken no seed in the botton
doubled
Don't fret though dumbo
Phat Cash bring the humble like Lil Pump bring the mumble
Roll up fat blunts and then we smoke up
Slap asses laugh we
can trust no
More, I'm full of pain
They don't know how I feel
I tell my shooter, "Drive the
Car", she know my worth
I'm worth 'bout nine mil'
I put all
pain a young-in building something
I never had a mask
Sitting in my bed listening to trill songs by Webbie and Lil Phat
I know one day yeah this shit
finger mad phat
Leonardo DiCaprio saw it and caught a flashback
*mouth noise*
All you rappers wanna snap, Jazzy Jeff got my back
*mouth noise*
Lil' Kim
what you do, do what you feel
Then I know you gonna mark my words
Y'all drop shit like birds
Then it's about the time for yo ass to get served
Just
Booty
Don’t stop cause her waist is Qt
Qt
Qt
Phat ass Then you know she Guilty
Guilty
Guilty
Yeaa
Lil bad bad
And the ass unrealistic
Gotta be a baller
If
booty
Don't stop cause her waist is Qt Qt Qt
Phat ass Then you know she Guilty Guilty Guilty Yeaa
Lil bad bad and the ass unrealistic
Gotta be
calming sound that makes MC's feel how I feel
You best to chill bitch and eat a booger
Word up or get cut up by the juga
Razor blade sharp RZA
Word shame
lookin' gorgeous
Blunt lookin' gorgeous
Clamped by the forceps
Rain dance green plants burn that gas pack
Blue bands booty phat psycho but i like that
Rain
a donor baby give me that brain
You a hoe with no shame
Lean back I'm a fuck away your pain
Deep dive I'm in her tummy
It feel too good she can't cumming
My
a limosuine everywhere you go and fly private planes
that's what I was taught to do
by my big homie thou
you can always be a nigga,
but a nigga ain't rich
myself and the shit feel the same
I’m placing the blame on you
I picture the truth but it framed by you
I’m faced in the books but they made by you
My
you be my best friend?
I like lil' shawty for real
Ain't been the same inside my mind since as somebody got killed
CashApp, that Audemars stainless
a crumb
Growing up like lil phat cus I was the youngin going dumb
Toss a pill up in the drank the high I feel it quicker
Only talking money stuffing franks
A nobody and quietly grew into "Dee Wit the Gas"
At first I lacked hustle as told by my dad
But I seen that lil money and start learning fast
Dis Dat Phat
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