Lyrics:
the S.O.S. call
I N S to the rescue about to bless ya'll
Got 'em brawlin' in the mess hall and the dance hall
They ants ya'll and I remain to stand tall
Swiggle with the wiggle make a bad bitch jiggle
By the way she fuck me I could tell she got potential
We erase yo niggas bitch you know that we
She takes over the ring
Everytime she come around
Just call her Ali by the
Way she knock 'em down
Or maybe LV, cause I – damn proud
I'mma stand like
lacking got bit by that big dog
Blue tips make him fall like it's fentanyl
Uh uh yeah
I got a bitch from the DR
Put the NOS in a scat that's a street car
Ibiza sippin' yeah I'm trippin' on ecstasy
More than a woman yeah that's sitting right next to me
She got my heart, and she...
She got my soul
She got me
down on gang, you get shot in yo' lip
I hang with Bloods, my niggas 4L but I count blue like Crip (4L)
I got a dirty K in my ride, this bitch came with
and over again (Over again)
Girl I only want you so bring none of your friends (No)
She got that shape she looking fine don't even be in the gym (In the gym)
of Meridian.
She loved her brother I remember back when
He was fixin' up a '49 Indian
He told her 'Little sister, gonna ride the wind
Up around the moon
to love him but it never did take
It was just another way for the heart to break
So she dug right in.
But one thing they don't tell you about the blues
When
to love him but it never did take
It was just another way for the heart to break
So she dug right in.
But one thing they don't tell you about the blues
When
running up the fucking check we go senile
Meanwhile, you could tell by my lifestyle
Imma get when I can that’s the bag tho
I got, I got bags full of zeros
by my side ya
Got her new stilettos cuz she said she's down to ride ya
Gave her some new metal told her keep it on her side
Like Adidas stripe
No I
'm prolly gon' shine
Heard yo unky set up shop
It ain't prolly no linе
I can't come and get it
But cuz prolly close by
If you see cuddy with a strap
He gon'
Lost and found up in this world
If you got bands, she got twirls
Hot red rocks, ruby curls
Top boy block, ice blue pearls, yeah
'Cause she off
the social might fuck up a tool
YungHean is local his songs are on cue
Flyin like Dodo got wings on the coup (Skrt!, Skrt!)
Bitches in bach, I fuck em by group
Girl tell me what do you want
And imma give it to you
She said you're not I want I got no feelings for you
I think we're falling apart
I got
wanna freak, yeah
She want a brand new life
And someone right by her side
I told her, baby, that ain't me
No
I can't be focusing on you
When I got myself
or some shit like that
I couldn't spend much but yo my game was fat
I remember this one chick, she brought me a beeper
Then one week later, she got me
know I got it
Five pockets
Red Bottoms
My AR on Stand by me
Got damn they on my Body
Cant take my style
No hard copies
She popped a Molly don't need no
wanted now I want you girl
All these other bitches lame and they ain’t got no clue
Just give me one night and I’ll show you
She blonde with the blue
of way
Rhythm in my chest is syncopated off that white again, think i need some lidocaine
She got what I need, yeah
Everything about her had me shakin
I'm out here blue strippin
It's all about the Benjamin's baby
Got more bands stacked than you know bitches is crazy
Since I know a few lemme clarify
too, blue laces in my shoes
Uncle Nipsey taught me what I'm supposed to do
I got to stick to the hustle, stick to the grind
Vibe stick by my side, always
Ricch, fuck it up to the end of the beat
By the time that I finish with every witness Got the record straight, gettin' us alone
When the silence like, jeez
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