Lyrics:
turn Twitter fingers into Twinkies
The worms in my head keep talking, Tyga?
Drop the lo' on they ass, pussy boy
Thought he had the drop, then I Swiss
took a half a pill
I'm on some dumb shit
By the way (hey), what he say? (Hey)
He can tell I ain't missing no meals (hey)
Come through and fuck him
they just tryna fuck
In the middle of the night, she shine like the moon, get it wet, splish splash
Swim, pool, cancun
It's your world, shorty
I'm
surrounded by these peasants
Now I think about it like, this ass right here is pleasant
Now I think about what you said and if you meant it
Its the middle
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
took a half a pill
I'm on some dumb shit
By the way (hey), what he say? (Hey)
He can tell I ain't missing no meals (hey)
Come through and fuck him
the bitches so bad
Snitching on friends, Man you is a rat
I woke up thinking bout money, Thinking bout racks
I woke up talking my shit, yeah speaking my facts
to be humble
Talking all that shit when they see me they mumble
Always by my twin so when you see me you see double
If they ever doubted we don't give af
You start by walking away
Guess you ain't got shit to say
I'm about keeping the peace
But you like a gun in my face
I was the one who was honest
You
smoke the best you can buy
Them niggas talking it but they just don't go harder than us
Keep stunting just cause I can
These hoes know just who I am
Them
nation wide
Are you mad?
If you ain't heard about me, you must be nuts
I did the damn work
If you're talking the hardest
And Rotten don't come in your
to a whole other level
Complain
Middle finger up, let's see them hanging
Leaders of this world, display their bodies swinging
Keep the hopes up, keep fighting
Snakes all the way around
I'm gonna kill em one by one
Middle Fingers up
Fuck what they gotta say
I'm on my way
Level'd up into this game
Middle
just worried 'bout which chain gon' match my next outfit
Call me by my middle name
I don't have a middle name
So that mean don't call me
Eyes blessed if
them bitches by the safe
Hunnits busting out the seems
Yeah my pockets bout to break
Bout to break
Look lil nigga thought I told you this ain't chess
Cruisin with my bo, with my bo (Yeh, yeh)
Why you talking
I mean who the fuck is you (Who)
Shut your mouth and fuck you too (Fuck you)
I tell no lies,
getting in the middle of it
So when I heard it
It came as no surprise
The whole town's talking
'Bout the look in my eyes
And I fell right in over my head
talking Nas hope that you got A gun
They hopped out on feet so my ass had to run
I turned right around popped them niggas by one
Serve up the nigga like
talking Nas hope that you got A gun
They hopped out on feet so my ass had to run
I turned right around popped them niggas by one
Serve up the nigga like
a side if they don't find middle ground
Mmmm, ah ah ah ah
Ground
Mmmm, ah ah ah ah
Is it time to tap out now?
I want to live like that girl by the lake
Gang hop out like it's them niggas
You stay taking L's i be with the winners
Ice got me coated up it's the winter
I got my heart broke middle of December
You've made this a Christmas to remember
Springtime feeling's in the middle of December
Strangers meet and willingly surrender
Oh! What
pray to god, load my chopper
Tell them niggas I'm ready
In the middle of the summer
In the middle of the summer
In the middle of the summer
Summertime
old Nigga ain't a thing sweet
Got my mind undefined by the man or the street
So before you start talking understand me
Unless you want this deadweight
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