Lyrics:
Yeah, alright
Put the time in, put the work in
Baby steady begging for a burken
She a devil, on my shoulder
Never felt love but I’m holding my
you sent a text
Left it on read
You ain't hear what I said
Get it through your head
I'm done talkin (Bitch)
I'm not T.E.D.
Focused on the bread
Keep me
flow, let me welcome you to the magic show
And I’m sawing these bitches in half
Who’d have thought superstition was fact
Witches and wizards, exposing her
d’E. Honda
Baby coeur pas de blème tu sais que Daisy t’aime
Comme tu es
Comme tu es
Liquide coule entre ses deux guiboles
Crème épaisse ou liquide moi je
Texts that said...
What'd they say Zach
Zach, you the best
Now I'm left on read
With a fraction of stress
I’m practically depressed
But
Fuck you Bitch
I’m
for it
Costumes & back doors
Teen moms & fat whores
Gold links & rapture
Rap tour to the bay for
All the hype & e-4
D' bring the heat
I'm the missing
the d**e again
Don't f**k with no h**s
Don't need no new friends
Might as well just say
I'm invisible
I'm untouchable
And I'm bulletproof
You never
you sent a text
Left it on read
You ain't hear what I said
Get it through your head
I'm done talkin (Bitch)
I'm not T.E.D.
Focused on the bread
Keep me
you sent a text
Left it on read
You ain't hear what I said
Get it through your head
I'm done talkin (Bitch)
I'm not T.E.D.
Focused on the bread
Keep me
Texting Harrell you see Litty for the night tell that girl I said what's up
Niggas solving problems with some henny with the meds
I'm focused on ancestors
cookies don’t crumble
Whoa
What you say been I seen, yoda talk my difficulties, simply honest, know that I be, c, d,e Ef you ima G
Switching heights ,Bigga
still do me
I don't do cash at hand, I'm so E money.
Wrestle for the middle belt, who go win.
I'm so violent my gee like dem Jos crisis. Like.
Say we
I no go do you long,
Maybe you should,
Try to hold! my D, as I speak,
So you can know where I'm coming from.
Eyo we don't really care how you ..
bitch (pussy)
Bitch, please, I'm the motherfuckin' B-I-C (please)
Fuck a bitch who got a problem, she can D-I-E
Flow retarded, tell the thot to come
B’s be flyin’ over seas (C’s) just to get to the D
They do it with Ease (E’s)
They wanna f
Because ima fuckin’ G
Geez
I didn’t mean to
Step on your feet
booty gone make you rich and Famous
Getcha money baby
This for my Big Booty Queens
All shapes and all colors
All sizes I love'um
Yeah baby baby
I'm
that's what changed me
I wanna spit it like Shady
Want the money like Jay-Z
Produce it like D-R-E
Rapped it, sung it, wrote it, made the beat, recorded it,
Yea Guess I'm back on my Texas shit cruising through the city with my Texas bitch aye
Just put the fifth wheel on the brand new whip yea and the D
the lesson
Hard dealing with depression
Cause I feel the pain that's all around me
Don't show me no love
Don't get around me
I'm only about love
Til I d i
(D.R.E for the 4 seven hundred)
Wake up on a Tuesday like any other (tue- Tuesday)
Background theme playing how I met your mother (how I met her)
success... can't only talk about the bad times
Gotta keep it trill cus you'd never see the truth if I only really talk about the highlights
Comin from my city
i'm to big like i'm 3D
BFG i be in your dreams
Cause i'm wrapped in gold like i'm CP-3
Like your ABC's you be easy
You be sucking on the middle of my C
don't see, what they see inside of me
All I really know is that I want to D-I-E
All I feel is pain
And I all I ever see is just the Thunder and the Pain
Feniko!
Cha$e D'Amico here
It's lit
Uh
Screw guns, screw drugs
No more psychopathic thugs
Too much violence in the streets
That's why I'm making
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