Lyrics:
Pull up to the club we be on Banshees and CRs
Ask about us who we are
I'm a young king I'm wassup
I ain't asking for no ride I
Made it here all by
Diddy gotta a nigga on some
Drink Ciroc straight shit
We at King and Diamonds throwing
Money by the case bitch
I just came back from jail
And I'm balling
what the fuck a nigga carrying
Get bald head like a Aryan
I think a nigga bout to buy a Marriott
Now all my hoes, put up!
Check, lights off, mask on,
We run this mu'fucka
So fuck them niggas
And fuck them hoes
Money talks,
We say hello
And I'm so, I'm so
I'm so Young Moolah baby
OK it's
6's on the Charger and they
Said it couldn't fit
But I'mma still do it cause a nigga so hood
Wish I could and I know I should
But fuck that shit,
to think
Had to get to a bag, couldn't chill no more
Fuck these niggas and all these hoes
I ain't no kid, had to show them I'm grown
Sittin' in the hood by
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 6 shit
I said I wasn't gon' love these hoes
I ate my words like a pussy hole
She suck my dick and my bullet hole
And got
So everybody put your shades on
Poobie came to show +Love+ like +Faizon+
Every bar that I carve is amaz-on
Wack niggas can't seem to feel our play
by the dope lady
Talkin' get money, pimp hard so niggas gon' hate me
I got a good heart, and a good brain
You heard my gangsta story, my life was
by force I sport
To go and cop sum ice
Designer on my mojo
I live in the spotlight
Real street nigga ain't no flaw
Yung future gotta keep dat raw
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
hate me fall backkkkkk
No choice by force I sport
To go and cop sum ice
Designer on my mojo
I live in the spotlight
Real street nigga aint no flaw
a nigga wanna spend his check he made this week
Let them hoes get mad 'cause them hoes so weak
Spend a bag on your bag and your hair on fleek
Oh yeah,
nigga
Never get played and laid by no trick, nigga
They only speak 'cause a brother done peeped strong
I muss my hair like Fred and get the hell on
I
dope by the ki's, bundles, and pounds
Crown niggas in the way of progress
Mobbstress with intelect above the rest
Of the nanny goes wanna be sex symbols
It's Lil Jo in 06' used to walk it out
Aye you can tell by the way I talk
Got that sack you can tell by the way I walk
Aye I'm a young nigga
But you bet
Niggas'll praise anything
With a thousand likes
Switching day by day
Niggas live a thousand life's
But I can't call em out though
Shit I'd need
Eternally Thug Nigga Hilfigger made by Tommy
So when I speak hope to reach my ??? Mamis
Or come to Papi I love it when its wet and sloppy
In
Stay by my solo and smoking exotic
Tropical inside me its hitting my body
Not watching my mouth I'm the shit like a potty
Them lil niggas crazy like
[Chorus: Yung Joc]
Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up
Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood
Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em
he all about pesos
Switcharoo on your main bitch, me
And my nigga, hell nah, we won't date hoes
You speaking about Christian Louboutin? Well
We get
bitch when the chain glow
Hand in the air nigga just to
Let the ring show chips
Pringles, working on the single
Yeah it's comin soon niggas better be
GOT ME HIGHER THcN THE CLOUDS
NIGGcS cSKING WHO IS THIS
NIGGc YOU SHOULD KNOW BY NOW
I DONT GOT TIME FOR THESE HcTERS
I DONT GOT TIME FOR THESE HOES
I
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