Lyrics:
If money no dey, as in I no get bar
You go dey for me
She told me yes
She told me yes
You go dey for me if I no get anything
Will you stand by me if
knew my heart was broken
And so empty
Even though my girl was next to me
She didn't see
I do believe
That you wanna come by
Rescue me
If you read
Can't get a chance to record her
She told me you can’t afford her
Walk in the building they think that I'm Chapo
Diamonds is looking like I cross
shit aww
Huh i told y'all a'int no 'be safe'
I seen niggas hittin' me on the social
Media tellin' me to kill this shit
So I had to jump on it
I'm in my
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, or Bentley
This scheming don't affect me
I'm fresh I'm fly, I'm so damn high
More than five hundred horses when I roll by
I'm
more shit
Oh shit, drip like the ocean
She say you that nigga, I told her no shit
My lil bitch on fleek, she got her toes did
You say you know me, but
ready?
Finna check Lancey, told me he got some fetti
Hit Sonny Forelli on the celly
Diaz was my mans but he got a little jelly
So I ran him for his
ready?
Finna check Lancey, told me he got some fetti
Hit Sonny Forelli on the celly
Diaz was my mans but he got a little jelly
So I ran him for his
me some favors, you hope I don't call em
I told you that I'm never stoppin' Until I bought mansions for wifey and mama
She says that she love when I'm
Na na (I'm smokin' that shit)
Na na (Aye Sylvy turn me up in the headphones, I'm really feeling' this one)
I been by myself in the jungle
Young Tae
Na na I'm smokin' that shit
Na na Aye Sylvy turn me up in the headphones, I'm really feeling' this one
I been by myself in the jungle
Young Tae nigga
yesterday I got spooked out and drewed out on an old woman
I told the lady "Look I'm sorry Miss I knew I was wrong,
but you came so fuckin close to me
to scan
Granny Smith or Tenenbaum
Blow your head off
If it's murder she wrote, I hope it's never the recipe
Move minds with mines, there's that mental
a dick ride (dick ride)
Told her spend her time on the dick like she 6'5" (like she 6'5")
I don't let shit slide, catch you on the flip side (on the flip
knockin' your bitch
This bitch is bad she cocky as shit
But she keep it cool with me we be vibin'
Yea we be match we dripped in designer
She keep it
I don't wanna fuck with you
Told that bitch she lie
Said she gon' fuck on me
Told her to hop up inside
Designer up all on my feet
Baguetties they
fettucine
Oh that's good
I told her if you were smart you never would leave me
Yea
She had played with my heart
& told me she leaving
Yea
In the bumblebee no
Thratt 187 its a homicide
She said Buks scroll up and buy my premium
I told her stream the album hoe..this gas I'm kickin premium
Mommy that's the rapper
God
I don't know but last night felt kinda odd
I had a dream, I seen Slim, he was by my side
He told me somebody fuck with me, it's gon' be homicide
Don't make me have you in the trauma center
With you momma crying 'cause her only son is dying
She don't know it's just your karma catching up (yeah,
(Play it for me)
(Kick it)
(The mic smith, yeah, alright) yeah
Okay
Girls, girls, girls, girls
These girls I do adore
Walking down
then she want me now I gotta salt it
Cause she's seen on Quevo first up in a Aston Martin
Hurricane wrist watch young Quevo break the pot
In the vila
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