Lyrics:
can set the table, (Bitch)
By fourth grade, I was kinda labeled by being some type of trouble maker
I would always crumble papers
Throw 'em at people
my city clean while you was talking 'bout beating a nigga's ass
That shit is wack, long live backpack rap
Fuck these Monster drinking, new age
a eighty year old lady
Saying Satan's waiting for me
In the back by the bar
(Is he)
But she won't let me out my seat
So how am Imma know
I guess I'll find
your six
Year old nephew screaming "F-U-C-K"
So Jeff, give me a scratch (scratched: "No!")
The rest of y'all can kiss my ass
'til your lips stick to my
to biz, you know I'm a diss them fast
So play like 98.7 and kiss my ass!
Cause me and rap is like peanut butter and jelly
Which reminds me of a song by
catching it
Don't check me, go check ya bitch
You don't want to get me out of my element
From a tenant in a tenements to owning my residence
Phone still
be like copy cat
Taken people want me
Speeding so far up my ass, call em Ricky Bobby
It's Chanel bitch
Yup we doin' damage
Yeah it's true I'm that
Yo, yo fuck 2DopeBoyz and fuck Naw Right
And any other fuck-nigga-ass blog that can't put a
Eighteen year old nigga making his own fucking beats
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for
I go to your TrakTrain and
See a five dollar lease
(Your beats are ass) Tell me what
The fuck is wrong with you
You talking to 5-year-olds and
Making
seven seas
Aye, yeah
I’m not one for bragging
Been done with that since people were sagging
Put myself out, I’m going back in
Need to wash up, all of my
when it's time to say goodbye
Miss that you're no longer by my side
Up in space we flyin'
Left that bitch she cryin'
I don't give a fuck no more
She
and I still won't buy her Gucci
I rob a bitch trickin' cash
Bitch Mob, pretty bitch, you can kiss my ass
I'll leave you in the chair like Ethan Hawke
So
thuggin' outside the north
Runnin' 'round the town goin' on seven years
If you 'bout that, nigga, show you is
Bitch, it's up there when I say it is
On my
Here's an apology for every teacher I had yeah they was all on my ass
Not a month went by without swats on the ass
Not a week went by without making em
Bad
Hoes Mad Kiss My Ass
Y'all Fake
Y'all hate
Don't got a reason
Hoe pick this or that
The lips or ass
Waist or face
Body Shape or is it the talent
When homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dopefiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dopefiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started smoking D
I seen you've been chattin' with on text?"
Look me in my fuckin' eyes you better answer me little bitch
That's the last thing he said he let her down
bitch
Move on with yo plans cause you ain’t gettin this
I finally let go, I’m surrounded by bliss
You lookin’ for my love, here’s my ass you can kiss
Bad
Gangsta
J.I.D, whoa shit, whoa shit, whoa shit
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
Please, please
Get off my dick, get off my dick
.40 my hip,
had to get mine
That's why I took the time to tell em, to kiss my ass in this rhyme
They said I didn't even rap good enough, to go get a stack
But
[Manny Fresh]
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house
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