Lyrics:
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
Out here in Cali, we shine so bright
Wear shades at night, cause we blinded by the lights
Poppin' thizzles like they vitamins, I'm talkin' one a day
they can't run in
Know they gone like the wind
Frog eyes by my lens
Steppin' like some Louboutins
Peel the coupe, dirty Hen'
See the light shine within
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
daddy's out of town so uhh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6
$59.95, not a cent more for that dirty-ass hoe
Yeah, stop by that
savior
Been movin on defense
Dnt go meeting our maker
She pop a perc wit no chaser
Im smokin gud dat Jamaica
Taggin ha up once I whip out da laser
Eat it
bye-bye
Til then 300G fly by, rented
So foggy windows look tinted
We just be lookin at your Roley at dem hot shows
So go 'head boy, get drunk, pop that Mo'
know my pops (ayy, ayy, ayy)
This flip phone that I got don't connect to the Wi-Fi
Uh-huh, this new foreign shit with the wood on the door (err)
Got
Yaaaah, yah
Yuh
Wha
Yeah I’m dripped out
Yeah I’m looking very fancy
Pop out in the fabric lil nigga
Get ya weight up
Niggas wanna doubt me but
I'm
Calabasas trip butt naked with my robe off
Call bro hit the store get rubbers got two girls
And I pop a lot of perkys man RIP Juice WRLD
And I sip sip lean
Damn, Spancy Beats
Nigga did you snitch (Huh) nigga did you snitch
(What) I'll pop that forty and have yo ass Blitzed (Boom, Boom, Woah)
Nigga did
My shit is off the wall I ball like Gary Payton my haïtiens yellin bumbaclat like jamaïcains
Got loyalty by just avoiding fuss never gave 'em trust
and load
Then Pop it like a catapult
I pinky promise and solemnly swear
I am aware
That I am
Flirting with death
Cuzz I know you are
Going To Eat My Heart
45 Wit a beam Ian passin no strap
Ape is a green You kno it's a fact Imma dirty the clean when I'm sipping the ack
Pop me a Bean catching OOOPS like
pop it
She knows that's my favorite
Still got some opps
We've been beefing since way back
Now that I'm hot
Tell 'em this is the pay back
Brodie got
Brooklyn baby
From a city like no other
Queens raised me
By then my mother was a single mother
Daddy facing fed time
All we had left was each other
(Go dummy C)
(Havoc from the 90)
I’m on the move
I’m on the go
Pockets blue
Indigo
She into me
I’m in my mode
My enemies
I kept ‘em close
Pop bands
on the next one
I'm down to pop tags, pop a collar when I'm flexing
Imma be an artist you can tell it from the sketches
I could really care or less 'bout what
hoe
Look at my chain glow
I play a hoe like a banjo
I go stack up my money then lay low
She pop that pussy while she drop it low
Fuck It
Hop in
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
Will pop the Glock to feed himself and family (sheesh)
By any means, your enemies my enemies
We wet them up like a canteen (damn)
The yellow tape
the rip
Started from the block, dirty money off the rip
Cut a shark fin, talking money off the rip
Walk up in the dealer, a hundred fifty off the rip
My dog
who needs a charity
I hope that I don't gotta die to see these people cherish me
My pops only ever wanted me to be a Harvard grad
Never asked me how
Cold Soapy bars
Like it's
Kids Bop Nonstop off the drop make it pop
Do it for the Glory n put Jesus name on top
Got the key boy imma lock this game up
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