Lyrics:
that
You only live once but I'm reincarnated
Double play cause the pavement with Cartiers
Star blazing take the bump off
The cross of your necklace take
In and out
Up and down
Round and round
Babygirl
This is how it's going down
In and out
Up and down
Round and round
Babygirl
I told you I don't play
I got alotta options but I still be by my lonely
Girl you been in my phone so why you act like you don't want me
Your pussy not an option if you
big Lan3
How you gon cuff when she do what I say?
Nigga gon run, you ain't makin no plays
You can't outrun the gun, nigga get laid
If you bring your
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
They know
It's mob business, nigga
Uh, look
We was hard-headed, underrated, cold-hearted
Now they hate us for
you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy
With no Vaseline
("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline")
("Now you're gettin' done without
wolf's breath
By the hair of your chinny chin I'll blow you in
And the twig house answered yes
No one left but number three
To save that piglet
huff puff, he puffed just enough
And the hay house fell right down
One and two were scared to death
Of the big bad wolf's breath
By the hair of your
you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy
With no Vaseline
("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline")
("Now you're gettin' done without
Look its Mob
Yeah Selca
You takin drugs Danny? Haha
Listen
I ain't never told no lies
Hoes is on my side
And I'm coasting in the ride
Then I go
shit
Go head talk your shit (talk your shit)
Bitch it's dada jay who else
More money more problems bet I solve them by myself
Stay down on my own
the Dj play that shyt to make your body Rock
What I got on my waist will make ya body rot
Ar barrel cooler with the mini stock or can switch arms and milly
and if
You try to play me
Your siblings gon' tell me
They never betray me
Always on ChatSnap you text on the daily
That's why you've been failing
My bill
and tell
Uh, how’s your mental health
Uh, hope y’all doin’ well
Uh, give your people flowers out here
While they still can smell them
I fam who goodie
your roof drop
House shoes, blue top, money like I move rocks
Dissin' will get you socked, and yo' bitch move wop
Whole crew popped, by this old
nothin' stops my chips
I boss play you with this, then twist you lame tricks
Holler if you understand my plan, ladies
Fuck havin' babies by them shady
flip wide wheels, watch for oil spills
What it is, what it ain't, in the paint, some slow by the dank
I think, make you go blank, lookin for work
Left
I'm goodie uh
Play boi bunny
I gets to the money
Dripped in Versace
Somebody call up Gianni
Hit up Galliano
Hit up Donatella
Need some white bitches
I
Walking by looking all like I Ecstasy
Got doe ma didn't know, good gracious alive
Aww shuck now, there she go (watch out now)
Ay yo, come and rest your
third degree in the stu
I'm on the move bitch I do what I do
Pulling up quick with the mufuckin crew
My shooters do shoot We get bitches by two
Play them
Pay me
Switching sides don’t play me. Don’t play me, pay me
If you love me roll the dice now
Show me goodies i'll get iced out
Money got me by
Round and around and around again
I see the light but this is not the end
You play and you play and you play your games
But I still cant say your
runnin' up in Saks with the ill army
Shake Feds, play dead, yo check out what Rae said
Lay on your hands, let the Branson break bread
High energy, all
Can't believe it
Can't believe it yo
Can't believe it
Can't believe it
Holding back on your release just wait until I drop
Ain't no substance in that
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