Lyrics:
prayer.'
Did y'all hear that? That's what my grandmother'll say
She'll say, 'Great God almighty, here come my boy! He musta got here by prayer.'"
OEH
I don’t even wanna listen, now I gots to go,
pumpin on that gas, tell em tell em tell em tell em,
pumpin on that gas tell em tell em tell em tell em
outta your league, please
We like dem boys that be in them 'Lacs leanin' (leanin')
Open their mouth, their grill gleamin' (gleamin')
Candy paint,
nissan
She said that she heard of me
You ain't hear the rep?
Let me tell you
I'm the boy, when you see me
I just be gone
Okay now don't get em started
Yuh
Watch me flick my wrist like it got water on it
Yuh, yuh
Dat boy drippin' like he was a water faucet
Yuh
All up in his bitch till she leak water
got that fire
As long as I'm close by her
Can't let her go, had to lock her down like a lifer
She the type to make the Tropical Fusion Cush packed
to your mama, though (your mama)
Hot on the street like thermometers (thermometers)
You rats'll never be honorable (fuck 'em)
They know I'ma kid of my
respect me as the new guy
Swerving in that lamb
You gon see me when I fly by
I can make a bad bitch appear
Like TA DA
She gonna put her phone on DND
When I
Slash half ass cant match gass laugh ah ha bih I got that nigga
Nah I don't flex I just lock in
Nothing but work bitch I'm clocked in
She want the number
the soda)
Puffin somethin wit a odor babyyy yeah
Tell me all ya fantasies
What you wanna do
Get em by da 2
Pimpin really nothin new
Fuck em by da pair
love you nigga
She just used to you nigga, oh boy
I can't tell but I need to know just how you feel
I can't hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me
the ocean like Ariel that boy ran into Q, got hit with the Lariat
Lul bitch I'm taking over, ain't even making it
I tell them all my dreams they think I'm
these babies cuz she don't do no aborting
Drip on major bitch I'm on my side you know I run it like the mayor
She throw me that pussy best believe that
pride won't ignore it
Hit her inside the accord she keep on tryna record me
That boy a gump I smoke the finest of forests
Nobody else like me just look
smart, I'm impressed by your remarks
Just remember, don't ever let them tell you who you are
But Ashli got something on her mind
She's Little Miss Boy
Bit em' with the VAT now chuck it in the mix
Invest and supply
Always on the grind
Take her for a ride but she playing kinda shy
Tell me what you like
shit gon' get you doomed boy
You know what it is I got the tool boy
Yeah walking it out I can not stay in a box
Yeah I'm kicking that shit like UK
Money
Tru
Honestly
Fuck it
She say that she honest but honestly she just a smeez
Baby at ease
Given it up to these niggas like they just at peace
She
'bouta pop
She say that I'm hot, from Florida how could I not
They say that I'm on, I been this way since a jit
Florida boy I'm home, but I was gone for
like I’m the only one,
Like my last name carter boy you know Im fire man,
Even Clark Kent she tell me im flyer than,
I stay focus, like a computer I’m
Tetley
(She's got a man but) tell him test my patience
Turn patient if you test me
Big boy MC, you saw me bring out Dizzee Rascal
Giggs and JME
God
tellin' what this clip and the mac'll do
Ask Timb, I got the beat by kidnappin' Maganoo
In other words don't fool with us
Aiyyo Timbaland, tell 'em what
rollin
And your coke dealer told 'em what you doin
Boy you better slow down, ay, ay, slow down, ay
You wanna show 'em that the dope keep comin
But
we switching positions
She tell me she love me that shit kinda funny cause how I remember if I never listen
These bitches be tripping I send em
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