Lyrics:
a house
Shorty I'ma get up in your mouth
Weed loud head up in the clouds
Weed loud head up in the clouds
You should be with me now
Niggas keep letting me
you want to double up and get it with me then You and me me and you can go and Get the cheese
She say that I'm always on the moon
Because I'm out here
love
I'll get stuck I ain't makin' it out
Brodie he pulled up Moncler on his puff
PJ tryna fly through the clouds
Chop it up with producers I'm finding
a real bitch)
Uh, what you workin' with?
Pay for this pussy, nigga (yeah), get yo' bands up
Oh, you ain't trickin', nigga, I'ma hit yo' mans up (the
trailers backed up down by the elevators
Train track grain car'll roll in later
Get filled up and head on out in the world
It's harvest time in this
lazy I stay on the paper chase
Hit the freeway like I'm in a fucking race
In this whip I'm turning up
Road I burn it up
I can't get enough
I just had
don't trip i don't play
Get around go get a gun
Fuck around we gon out you on The floor
Fuck around you gon get this Bombs
For sure you gon get it
For
I get to the bag
All you boys get lapped
AK to my left
Racks all on my shelf
You get hit with shells
I don't move like snail
I move in Chanel
I
advance
I got a plan, out work these niggas & run up the bands
Say it again, shorty wan' vacay & get her a tan
Put that lil bitch in some water see how far
Two Hs, man
It's that time, time to get back on my feet
No more bein' lazy, no more seein' me as weak
Look up in my closet, I'm a shoe head
Time
the homestretch quick
Hit that incorporated shit and I
Drop it on the fence
Is time to pick up the the bag
I'm think'n it's time to light up the rag
Out
I'm just tryna run me up a million, then another one
A hunnid ways to get it, and I'm tryna make it 101
Got it out the mud, ain't no love where we
stop till we cash out) ehee yee
Hustle for the pay we go make am twice
Steady up all night we Dey feel alright
Your guys bad
My guys badder
They get Benz
mula in the bag
Many duffled up
Just for me is pretty rad
Gotta love the perk
You so hot we never sad
Everything we want
And we get is super rad
Super
get loose (What)
In and out, up and down, we keep it bouncing (Yeah)
Dripping and dropping, we pour every ounce in (Yeah)
Hands on my hips, let you
so hard
We're gonna make the place pound
Switch up
I don't give a fuck I put my feet up
Chat all that shit and you're gonna get beat up
Been here for
to the villa, I came from apartments
Said it, I meant it, ain't takin' it back
Fuck with the gang and you gettin' slapped
I get it poppin', I'm up on the map
Mama
Done with all that talk
Grab ya nuts and get ya cake up
Won't wait on nor nigga
Can't a nor nigga make us
There's a war inside me now
Done with
is right now
Feeling kind, feeling kind
Ho, I'm feeling kind
I'll get you down
(Shake it up)
Shake it up turn around
'Cause you work it out
hurtin'
Call me Scotty 'cause girl, 'cause girl I'm 'bout to beam up
Once I get ya, get ya, gone come on out of them D-cups
Strokin' it fuck, strokin'
the car wash now see you work and wash my shit punk
You had all the bitches, paper, no trouble
Now your ass is up in the air gettin banged out for pebbles
ain't an idiot my nigga they all preaching the same
I'm the reincarnation of a king long gone
Gods songs hidden in verses written out by the lord
ain't an idiot my nigga they all preaching the same
I'm the reincarnation of a king long gone
Gods songs hidden in verses written out by the lord
Thats what im up for
You gon know me
You gon know me
You gon know me by my hardwork
You gon know me by my grindtime
You gon know me by my hardwork
You
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