Lyrics:
The best I proclaim remember my name
Inspired by dame
Inspired by jay
Inspired by gang
The list is insane these niggas better
Gimmi some respect
Gimmi
Cherry red lipstick baby gimme a kiss
Talk about the bad times that you're gonna miss
Heart broke at the same time different twist
Sit down tell
nigga think
Now that's Liberation and baby I want it
(Let me hear it, let me hear it, let me hear those, let me hear those)
Many times I sit back
me difference gimme' change
I'm back again on my bullshit
Niggas bilingual they lie
I see switches
I see caution tapes on all these bitches
I rather
putting in work
Just give me props
Don't feed me them lines, stop telling those lies, I'm still in my prime, just give me props
Gimme my props, gimme my,
flowed out for some shade
Problem solver by the day
I got ducking all those raids
I dumped crates down by the bay
I got verses I don't play
Still end up
i need few zips
Shawty give me head I like your lips
She on coco she on a trip
Don't take pics gimme some privacy
I don't trust you you too sheisty
crazy game and I got crazy gats
And we slam like a batterin ram (so brotha step back)
It's the one and only, only one
That leaves niggas strung
By
brainless
You anus
You Ignoramus
Just let me say this
Not the greatest - but gimme space kid, I'm set to make it
So basically we're bringing it back
some fake news.
Gimme more lies, gimme more lies, baby come on (come on).
Betcha feelin' pretty high and mighty now
It's a long, long, long a long way
creates the potions
For you mothafuckers come back for some mo shit
Hit em with the mofuckin'
Cocaine and Kraft dinner
Cocaine and Kraft dinner
Cocaine
me in that song and now he saying please
He ain't think that it get back to me
Red Rum spell it backwards murder nigga (Murder nigga)
I know I'm going
Intro:
Okay, Richenrare baby
Bitch I'm from the Ville!
Hook:
Bitch I'm from the Ville! I rep the 425
Shorty gimme brain, sharp as a porcupine
got me grooving
College classes gimme Elbow Pain but they still smoothing
We stuck in school bitch
Still stuck in school bitch
Call that a Glue Trip
Some vegan tried to offer me beans
He said “they’re GMO free”
I like beans made by artificial means
The best beans come from bean machines
Dr Robotnik’s
Yeah we back up in this mothafucka
Prophet motherfuckin' Posse hoe
Three 6 mafia M Child
A whole bunch of mothafuckas
And ready to do this
like De La Soul, or Aretha
Don't worry
Just pass me my bourbon bottle
Bang
Preach
All I need is just some time
Gimme that n well be fine, yeah
All I
over ya shoulder
Like busta I'm bustin'
The K dot dot dot ay
Spend some blue guap
At 4 and by 5
That is yo top
Splitting his head
Like we splitting
impressed by lame dudes with no game
They're all the same trying to get your instant messenger name
But the fact you hit me back made me smile
You must
to be sent off like a rocket
Nigga, I'm popping and there's no stopping me
I'm that option to your question, so what's popping, G?
Gimme some Tylenol PM
I been starving for some help, while you feed yourself some lies
I had to end it, shit is done
Gimme the rope, gimme the gun
Ain't no joke, it ain't
the hide-away license plate
It seems they wanna finger print me and gimme some years
They'll only get one finger while I'm shifting gears
I got suede on my
Beats by Dre
Speakers imprint and her Moscato
But also a Victoria's Secret
Bra, some Air Jordans
And a baffling "teatox" drink called MateFit
(dialysis
my bizness tryin to stay down for mine
'cause some of these hoes they be actin like they nice'n
Fool you take it back and quit your bitches turn
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