Lyrics:
the world to be equipped
When these young motherfuckers rip shit, they don't quit
Drew down on me, pull a pound on me
Bust like he didn't know me, my lil
Word to the pusher, nigga never kept a job
Boobie gave me game
We used to sell dope and rob
I left a stain off in Carol City
My last name should
ain't got no pole
Niggas lying, but I guess that's just how it go
I can never be stressing something 'bout a hoe (About a lil' thotty)
I've been grinding
You ain't trying to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor
Going down by the second round, all hail the underground
How that sound? Xzibit backing
that's my fuckin' problem (that's my fuckin problem)
I like to pull my mask down and fuckin' rob 'em (I got 'em)
My mama always said I need to chill, I
Yeah
(The fuck got into you?)
Ayy
Lil Uzi
Get off my dick lil' bitch
And go fuck lil' pit (yeah, lil' pit)
My weed from the garden, yeah, smokin'
And go give all six to that papi that sold me flour
Get a fresh baldy, make a few calls
Shop at the mall, shoot a lil' ball
Have all of my bitches on one
she got a plan
Probably down to rob your friend
Don’t bring your hookers to my place
No face no case
Shawty all about the chase
Plus she want a little
the bullshit from by me
Know Heeme mob with them killers behind me
Lil nigga don't make me start giving assignments
Got that bitch wet like Dasani
She wanna come
died that shit was sad
When i got dat call and heard about lil kal i wanted to fuckin spazz
I can keep my cool to ease my mind i go to fuckin skoo
U
I can't leave the house
Without my muhf******
Skrap nigga
Every slime
Ain't my kind
I d'ont need ya dap lil nigga
Got some real killas
That'll
to shoot em down, down
With this remix, C and Kells so wicked
Go and get your tickets
Wait a minute I'm about to fade up this remix
Wait a minute, wait
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
dis shit dolo
I see me a opp and you know I'm on go mode
Niggas be pussy I call dat boy nono
Mexican plug, get da P's by da Ocho
Dont try to rob you get
the crew
You never judge a book by it's cover
It been NLMB before G Herbo
I never left my brother
I walk in this bitch like Lil
Came in on ten, leaving
no no me don't sell no dope no more the
Dope sell it's self me just
Ride around in blowdro (fo sho)
With your hoe
She put her head down then I go slow
Hoes on my nob and I ain't got a job
I shine 'cause I grind, I ain't gotta steal and rob
I shine, I shine 'cause I grind, I shine 'cause I grind
I
the junkyard
A born terror, a rebel without a pause
I never had a good Christmas
So who is Santa Claus
I walk the streets at night with my head down
In this lil
couple ticks away from turning into a killer
Light the medicine cause I done got illa this shit serious Biz I'm serious lil nigga yeah
I go so hard for
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
I nut? Shorty face
Eli blast crackin' 4s like a vase
Pop a nigga then I go out my way
Do the dash then I go out the way
Rob a nigga shoes, rob
Yeah, yeah (word up, word up, word up)
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (You know what we finna to do)
Yeah, yo, word up, yo
We takin' over the world
proud
Make the brown proud
Ever since Brown Crowd
Lil Rob gots his sound down
And I'm still down
Some things just don't change
Like crusin on Sundays
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