Lyrics:
Yep [Trina]
G's up [Lil Scarppy]
Im back [Trina]
Trina trina [Lil Scrappy]
That's Right [Trina]
I done stepped my game up and sexed my frame up
out in Socrates' streets
Chest high talkin' wild 'bout how he was the one
'Til he learned, and got burned by the Goddamn sun
So the moral
Hey lil mama
You got me stressed out
We were fine
What is this all about
I'm telling the truth
You dont have to shout ay
Look at us now
Were
a white cup in my hand, we might toast
I got Hump I got Redd to the side, we'll chunk it up
Uh ain't no drank in the cup, 'cause I done already drunk it
Scrape the weed into a pile
Stack the money by the letter
I had fucked up my first flip but progressively I got better
Now I'm gettin it flippin
a fly guy call me mr sky high bitch
See me drive by murder in the night
Lil bitch
I don't lie I vibe then I call it how it is
If I die then it's fucking
Carry it like I'm a stranger to the game
I cut short any whisper that endanger my name
I hold toasts on both coasts, not for no joke
I'm known in
Hook
Rap fiend
got me hooked ima track fiend
Rapping laps around cats
Like a track meet
I'm 1st place
how u think u gone catch me
Tef-Lon or Mr
I have a friend of a friend
Who overdosed by accident
It wasn't by accident
What a tragic mishappening
And I have a prescription to keep me happy
Is
Riding through the city by myself
Had to boss up on my wealth
Gotta go strong for my health
You say you my kin but show no help
I been going through
I ain't Morgan cannot freeman, leave that lil bitch on the semen
Getting the money I'm eating, my new bitch European
He too funny Mr. Bean, off
the best, the best)
Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon wireless
A nice environment, surprised entirely
Hypnotized by the sound I surround
gotta' get this shit by any means ain't no option
Kai be lazy off that wocky that's why he always be nodding
I got me a thick lil' bitch I told her make it
could be so good
I look into the sky, your waves rush by,
The weather man has lied, it makes me cry.
Hello, Mr. Radio, do I disturb you?
Sometimes I
Glock bitch it came with extensions
Like who is you?
Nigga bitch I am never ever missing
Mr magic three swervo
Really bout that action
Nigga yelling gang
by the lord of the skies mortalized
In us, I got cold through cruel winters
Grandmas, defenders, Fred Hamptons agenda
Never been good with
One thing we all got is Time
Im so far Im out my Mind
Smoke a lil, Sip a lil
How we Unwind
This just what we do to
Get by Aye
One thing we all
the FaceTime, low-key like the bassline
Got smoke and I keep rollin' up
Yeah, I keep rollin' up
Keep gettin' high, beats gettin' low, we gettin' by
I can't
Bad lil momma, knowing you's an honor
Said she gon stop by, waiting for you to pop up
Running through my mind any time of the day
Pulling up with
princess let me spoil you a lil bit
Let me take you around the globe you just won a lottery you should scream bingo
I'll snatch you from your friend and put
to the sky when
I'm feeling so fallen
When I feel I'm so dispensable
Please show me love and
Take me close
Yea
Bruised and broken by the likes of hope
I just
A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H
I got a gal in Kalamazoo
Don't want to boast but I know she's the toast of Kalamazoo
(Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo)
Years
A B C D E F G H, I got a gal in Kalamazoo
Don’t want to boast but I know she’s the toast of Kalamazoo
Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo
Years have gone
When I come back, that's it
You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I
When I land, you wack niggas die
And your casket is your last hit
You wack
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