Lyrics:
(I want it all)
(I woulda saved you baby)
(Neck so sore from the hanging so I head it up)
I can see it
I can see it in your eyes
She looked through
trill, boy, you ain't real
Everything goin' up like a motherfuckin' hill (talk to 'em)
Hit it from the front, then I grab her by the neck (uh)
Nutted
Um-diddle-iddle-iddle-um-diddle-ay
Um-diddle-iddle-iddle-um-diddle-ay
Um-diddle-iddle-iddle-um-diddle-ay
The BNF has twenty thousand different drugs to take,
So we thought, “What
Straight out the gate y'all, we drop hits
Now tell me, how nasty can you get
All the way from the hood to your neck of the woods
It's ripped, one thing
She got a red Range
It's moving insane
And I fuck with Kodie
Flooded my neck
With ice in my Rollie
I was messed up
They didn't notice
They didn't
Yeah
Yeah, um
Uh
Ladies and gentlemen
Yeah
Whew, that drip
Yeah, okay
Writin' on writer's block, haven't slept in days
They wanna put me in
, Neck, Neck, Neck, Neck
Nein, das Geld kommt nicht von selbst, selbst, selbst, selbst, selbst
Ich hab' 20K um mein' Hals und zwanzig um mein' Arm
bitches blow kisses by my earlobe
A weirdo but I'm rare though, uh
One, two, unbuckle my, um (yeah)
One, two, unbuckle my, um (yeah)
One, two,
Two cheins on my neck brilham meu pescoço, cuidado garota não me deixa assim
Eu lembro do jeito que você pedia fica mais um pouco só mais um pouquin
Eu
Ye slê
I’m very older I deserve respect
Bitch na cola e um gajo não nega
Brilho na drip só chainz no meu neck
Eu sou primeiro mano tipo a cega
comes down by your
Neck just a little it ain't even hot but u
Sweating just a little
I feel like I might've found
My wife just a little
Kinda like I
I walk around with
Thirty-thousand on my neck
They show respect because they
Know my background it's summertime
Tell them bitch niggas I'm back now
bitches/right back for the summer
I Told y'all bitches/I'd be straight by the summer
Cargo shorts white V-Neck
Big feet on the car like a T-Rex
I got my
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
On and poppin' she mad marketing
Attitude like we arguing
With her by my side bring glitter
hair's turning white,
My neck's always been red,
My collar's still blue,
We've always been here
Just trying to sing the truth to you.
Yes you could
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
On and poppin' she mad marketing
Attitude like we arguing
With her by my side bring glitter
hair's turning white,
My neck's always been red,
My collar's still blue,
We've always been here
Just trying to sing the truth to you.
Yes you could
arroz amarillo
Yo soy suave viejito, campeon nacional como Tito
Bringin the heat bro, unique when I speak yo
Doin my Way like Carlito, beats by
You rock Huraches with some joggers and a crew neck tee
You're taking cat-naps in your little pool-house by the sea
When you get lonely in your big
lowrie, jeter
You know i dragg and I ball vegeta
Ice on my neck i'm so kold new freezer
I need velveeta juice by da liter oh u don't like me, bitch i
Few nights down low by the wayside
I done seen they life now I hate mine
Now my neck can't
Keep the weight up
Tryna hold my head head high
Oh I spent
a friend but I got you covered your backs in ma hand
so don't be afraid of the deep end up to your neck holding your breath no don't be afraid, don't be
though
Yea look at my bih I got the check ya money short like DeVito
Yea look at my neck look at my wrist that's a big rock like Dino
The is work clean
morrer
pistola numeração raspada
bigode fino, ela se excitou
beats by tagus de quebrada
tá afim de um Prada
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