Lyrics:
you played with a savage
See, she gotta do too much just to hang with a boss
Just to fuck with a baddie
I beat then he dead
I stunt like my daddy
hoes gone back door
Free game lame nigga I could tell ya how it go
Uh Got it by default
It ain't my fault I could smash your hoe
Niggas beefing with me
magic, madness made it
Call your momma, your daddy’s wasted
Karma caught ya, caught ya slippin’
Catch a bad one, talk some fiction
Pot to piss in? Fill
the air and that blunt really fat
Walk by a nigga I grab on that ass
Go hit these plays then I go hit the dash
And you call me daddy
But I’m not your dad
your cake and eat it too
Don't keep it G with nobody
You just be playing with your food
See through your tactics and disguises
I'm sorry daddy made you
know she dead wrong,
Thinking bout what she said now my thoughts running long,
By the end of this pain all my feelings all gone,
Picking these bills so
her
(I ain't fucking with her)
Using my kids to treat me like a sucker nigga
Look how the chips fall
I went from having your face on my shirt
To kicking
an opinion
That is out of line
With the status quo at least
You are allowed to be
Objectified by men and dress like a slut
But don’t own
Your sluttiness and do
my wrist come with button holes, for real
Smokin' on the good
Killin' these hoes like Blair Underwood
Rest in peace to my daddy rabbit, I swear
EVER WANNA FACE OFF
STOPPED IN THE AIRPORT BY THE DEA
TALKIN BOUT LARGE CASH TOOK 16K
KEPT IT 4.0 LIKE A GPA
IM IN ROUTE WITH IT NOW WATS YA ETA
her boyfriend
You goin' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing
But
her boyfriend
You goin' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing
But
your bitches, shack your bitches
I pimps up, smack my bitches
You want to fuck trick your bitches
I duck flip my bitches, get that cash with that
hate cops
He watching over be the bad a** drop
Here go bad a** pops
Daddy watch over me the bad a** drop and mama ain't gotta work no more believe
world gone mad
And how times was getting real bad
But what we need to do
Is connect with them other two
And make that dream you had come true
I'm
Letting em alter God's creation , you was born perfect
It's a never ending road to perfection don't let em trick you
The real beauty is in your actions, not
gone
Hold on say word you got to be joking
Don't worry about it dun I'm on the next thing smoking
Hit Bristal up on the speed dial
Yo these funny
give a fuck
I'm playin' the yard ox taped to my nuts
Ready to self destruct lord I don't want to die
But what powered your honor to hit me with 25
I
with crumbs, gave him Kyla and my belly
And he's still lookin' funds
And he wants you dead, he's looking for your head
And he said that if I don't
by the hour and looking back at our pics
Drunk as a bitch
Blacking out with a fucking bottle of whisk
Questioning how in the fuck did this get as bad
She gone say
I was the bad one
The hell of a son
By twelve years old
I was trying to buy guns
My daddy whoop my ass everyday
And I thought it was
offset, you know it’s awesome
Air Max 95, got them from
Six diamond chains on me
You know it’s awesome
I’m charming your girl with game
My swags awesome
(Now I gotta deal with this shit)
Ayy, yo, y'all niggas must be out your fuckin' mind (yo, yo, old shitty-dick ass niggas)
Thinking dog can't pull
[Shane]
It's gone!
'Cause Lil' Daddy's like a rap helter skelter
A bad mother..
[Kane]
Chill Shane, respect your elders
My younger one, uhh,
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