Lyrics:
Yo, First off haters fuck em
No bedtime stories but you
Know somebody tuckin'
As my dough gets nice they
Just come by the dozen
But them hoes still
bout the Benz
Baby i'm workin on steady evolvin'
I been by myself for so long but you know babygirl
Christmas is approaching fast
Man RIP pac
Biggie
Two R’s Double R that’s the fucn gang
K. Johns by the way Tha General nigga salute me or shoot me
What he say
Aye
I ain’t no killa I be coolin don’t
like it’s Beetlejuice*
We hanging with no-ops but flow here Can be the noose*
Girl Please get off online and go take walk by the seashore
I was in
ODM BJ, Blame it on the judge
Don't ask me for no hug, yuhhhh
I'm a Grimy type of Nigga please don't ask me for no hug
I farted in the courtroom,
the paramedics came, she cryin', "Baby, please"
Ain't even get to graduate 'cause he was only seventeen
Shorty cried all night, wishin' that shit was just
Neglect me, you don't wanna text (Don't text me)
Caress me, make it wet like jet ski (Splash)
Get the check please, official like a referee
Women come
Hedge clippings, John Deere gonna dole 'em out
It might be hustle but it ain't a secret
Duffel bag stashed all up in the coupe
Top Abe Lincoln, we don't
Te Amo (I Love You)
Written by Jeremias Tamarez & John Redmon
(Verse I)
I just saw her waiting for the train
But I could
Like federally triggers
I get Trump rally type of hate
Please don't speak on shit
N***a if you can't relate
If your jewelry fake
Well please don't speak
Bounce like a yo-yo
Need to sip the alc FCKD UP or Four Loko
No please don't leave yo
Wake me up before you go-go
Money makin' Mitch shit buyin' all
please don't try to be a hero this event horizon's never comin' you ain't leavin' people
Saw the ring so here's the thing Samara takes just too much time
tune
Thinking something in this world is better than nothing to do
Comfy in my skin and shoes, man, I got nothing to prove
When I'm by myself, my cries
You need to sh-shut the fuck up
Wha wha, Yea, yea
What, what, Beatminerz baby
Jean Grae, AB emcee, stay out
Yea take that, shut da fuck up
With both eyes
I was in LA
Looking out for my people
Please don't compare me
Nobody's my equal
Back of the Uber
I'm smoking the diesel
When you a savage
lotta of rappers are fake prophets,
you can see by the fruit
I got demons with me, arrows with me ,
please don't shoot
I brought the aces
Glory to God and Glory to Christ
Please don't try and hit my phone when I'm soaring to heights
What you've done in your career, I'd do more in
conversations,
Streets gonna talk, I’ve never been on a chit chat,
So please let me kick back, I beg you let me kick back,
I don’t wanna let this ting clap,
never sober
Take me to the booth moving in big bags like Sean
I be slidin' if it's hosted by Melvin and John
And only would spit German wit Cida on a Song
attention
On the track riding my yz 85 baby
And it's bad as can be
On a wheelie when I pass by
Country boy providing for my family
Country boy I put on for
solo on a lick, John Doe took the stand
Don't approach me it's not about bands
Might go to Phoenix just to buy an FN
Or Baby AR 'cause I'm really tapped
冰面跳芭蕾
I'm a beast
We gon' f it
Pls don't drop it
不用你们怀疑
这是我的场地
一直站在房顶
他们只会撞壁
做不出来tough shit
VVVS DIAMOND戴着
他们也还是胎神
4by4 like Tyson
Young kid
and beg the cops please
I'm the type who don't get pulled over cause I'm at top speed
Bars hit like a mac-truck I guess my raps hard
And hell yeah me
Im a bexar county baby
Im a bexar county baby
Shout out exit seven
It's marbach forever
You know I stay repping
Stop all that flexing
Im saying you
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