Lyrics:
Ah
Whoa
Oh
Yeah, yeah
Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child
By the age of thirteen, bitch, I was young and wild
Caught my first
see you shaking what you got
Trick niggas buy them hoes a drank to keep em cool
And I'm gone be with them niggas drinking yak ackin a fool
Fulla hay
fast, I can't control it
I'm fishtailin' leavin' Javier's, I should've chauffeured
Choppin' it up with Bryan 'bout real-estate by the ocean
A seamoss
comin' like I'm 2
Or maybe 3 or 4 or just a muthafuckin' crew
Late night see a drive-by drop Impala
The niggas took cover and the bitches all holla
If
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
em' out they clothes
Smoke marijuana by the O, our eyes low
My pockets covered in zero's
Bitches run up to me like a hero
My niggas rob like De Niro
a lick, on a house nigga
Hell nah I ain't stuntin' you stank hoes
Street, yeah RIP Bankroll
I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
Big beans, big
hoes bags
Getting they bitches shoes
You wondering why she ain't fucking
We win and, nigga, you lose
Haha! yeah, I'm flexing (Flex)
I pull up in a Ghost,
moved shop down there by leman
Do you remember at the room hoes caughting semen
Do you remember I busted two with the green eye demon
yeah nigga I
Hamburger Helper
Nigga you want to take us like desert sketch, I leave you scared
Nigga I got a partna by the name of Chris, that's Redd
People say I got
I'm back
I left all them bitches and within a minute 'em bitches is wanting me back
Chasing that money a minute, by minute my nigga I cannot relax
Ain't nun of dese hoes out here my baby
Young nigga walkin backwards on the beat
Dese bred 11s on my feet
Got twin riding right here stick on me it's
dirty nigga
Gettin' twisted off some nigga
Dedicated to you killa
I keep on havin' these flashes
Murder by the masses
Sick off human ashes
Hatas
can't even feel myself
I can't even feel my neck
All these hoes they surround me
Still feel by myself
Is it cause the drugs drown me
Think a nigga need
feel it all around you
I go into a soundproof booth and change flows
Track the strange hoes wit headwraps and Bangols
Hip-hop is gettin strangled by this
I be off that Hennebeeto, Hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
Yo, man, man them hoes ain't 'bout nothin' ('Bout nothin' eyy)
Man them niggas ain't
enjoyin' every moment, time pass by
Fuck these lame niggas in my city
If any nigga got a problem, tell'em come and get me
It's Mr. Benton say "good
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Quavo
I just counted up a hundred thousand, I don't like to do no talkin'
Show these niggas that I'm ballin', show these hoes
to a necklace
Adidas suit flier than shell toes
Maneuver in the coupe, the roof by my elbows
Niggas wanna be me, bitches wanna date me
Young black and rich so
All you niggas act like hoes
'cause you know I got yo' hoe
I be counting up my rolls
Give a damn about a hoe
See the cops I gotta go
'bout to take
You're the one nigga
Who's a dumb nigga
And a bum nigga
You're a slum nigga
Better run nigga
When I come nigga
With a gun nigga
You're
Let you fuck a nigga good, I don't call her
I call her friend
I got it in by the 20, by the 10 I done been
Out in Paris with my
Niggas, bought some
I don't like the way that I'm livin, I gotta find a way I gotta make a decision
Some niggas did me dirty that I haven't forgiven
And I ain't found
goes
We too busy on the grind, we don't entertain hoes
Can't take it when you gone, don't matter when the bank closed
I ain't mad at you nigga, gon
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