Lyrics:
later still young in the game
I'm sharp as a Gillette razor with that Charlie Mac game
[Hook]
Keak Da Sneak baby known everywhere
Bitch don't act shy you
Let's get some money now
East, what up?
Turn that shit up Poobs, yea
He's boujee as fuck, really not, he's dumb high
Uzi in a tux, put your
the dark
Then they hide in they place
Look, I'm back in this bitch
You don't rap it like this
This is legendary shit
That you witnessing kid
I'm
promethazine
'cause this shit make me more crazy
How the fuck you nineteen
But got four babies? Damn
That shit too crazy
I don't like to fuck your main
Bitch
What's forgot ain't no easy, no Scott Larock
Now what's rap gotta do with what you got
For whom the bell tolls
Is that the way the story goes
85%
fuckin' on that bitch
I'm fuckin' on her
I'm bustin' on that bitch
I'm bustin' on her
But I ain't lovin' on her, nah
I don't give love,
I don't give fucks
Been through situations before
That I didn't trip at
Like I don't even want her no more
Come getcha bitch back
Cause I dont want her
Back against
the night sky
My nigga I do not pick sides
Talkin that shit aight bet slide
How you supposed to be a gangsta
But you ain't even rep the gang
Ian no gangsta
(Everything I touch is gold)
Damn
Yea
Yea
Yea aye
Aye yea
Take your main bitch, turn that hoe into a soap opera
Bitch it's cold up in this hoe, feel
and disrespect
He die if I'm high, blaze anotha we ain't finished yet, bitch!
Bla, bla, blaze up anotha one trick
We ain't finished yet,
Fuck that busta kill
that
Fuck all ya niggas bet I'm bigger in every aspect
They play wit you he better duck like he from Aflac
That's how I'm riding for you baby
I'd catch
here, Lord let us live
We coming outta here, Lord let us live
[The Game]
Now who the fuck want war with the human gun store?
Gangsta rap is where I
that's my nigga
Fucked my first bitch, passed her to my nigga
Hit my first lick, passed with my nigga
Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down for my
no, that ain't my hitta
He trippin' off a bitch no, that ain't my hitta
Take a hitta case, yeah that's my hitta
Know him since I was eight, yeah that's
fuck and get fame
Fly the bitch out I ain't even know her name
Just call her by her Instagram name
I'm in my own world, the fuck is a lame?
Had to take
Bitch i'm outside waddup ,
Oh thts ya man's on da floor pick em up ,
Oh thts ya opp by da store hit him up ,
Tired of da coup okay hop in da truck ,
niggas, you a fool
Got Issey my body, bitch I'm really cool
I bought shawty Fendi, chilling by the pool
I do what I want, I never follow rule
That niggas
there's nothing left in me
Family love me I know they gunna mention me
Fuck love just show me the loyalty
I need me a bitch that's gone spoil me
Need
You ain't a man you a bitch, right
You buddy up and you switch sides
Can't get nowhere, so you dick ride
That's straight up, midnight
Don't get me
rap-rapping that block
We them Brick Squad, ask Flocka
Beside this shit, Silkk The Shocker
Coulda been San Quentin on lock
But I two door that ghost
I
North Memphis bitch, North Memphis bitch
South Memphis bitch, South Memphis bitch
Westwood bitch, Westwood bitch
Orangemount bitch, Orangemount bitch
Romeo taught us that we were copycats
In the wrong hood we'd be laying flat Where the daisies at
Tryna to prove ourselves and get a gangsta rap
Coming
Hold a gun to my head
And i'll pull the fucking trigger
I don't fucking care
Bitch, i'm a fucking killer
I don't fucking care
About this rap game
I
No, fuck that
Don’t touch that
She suck that
I love that
My weed gas
My team trash
My beam fast
I run that
My pops told me don’t get ahead
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