Lyrics:
hoe to Motel 6 or go to Tweety's
Pour a duece in the can, sold a four in Tahiti
Now I'm leanin', nigga, I'm in the green Beamer
Supa dupa fly like
hoe to Motel 6 or go to Tweety's
Pour a duece in the can, sold a four in Tahiti
Now I'm leanin', nigga, I'm in the green Beamer
Supa dupa fly like
to Motel 6 or go to Tweety's
Pour a duece in the can, sold a four in Tahiti
Now I'm leanin', nigga, I'm in the green Beamer
Supa dupa fly like I'm Missy
Bitch its Mena
Yellow like Alicia
Catch me in the passé of a beamer Rollin reefa
I said, yes, its mena
What they mad at me for (I don’t know)
I just
Stay fresh I ain't trynna impress ya
And I been going green like Zelda
And my bitch look like Cinderella
If he want smoke I ain't gone surrender
If
that your favorite color was green
But when I'm gone all those dark things will soon to be seen
I said "I don't wanna die" but I do not like lying
It's
finally thawed
She was in her jeep saying watch that kid he gone
Now I'm in all white in my vid just like a swan
I got in for free bitch they all fell for
And when I lost my first love
I ain't gone lie that shit stung
Since then it ain't about the one
It's all about gettin' ones
I'm in a room full of bangers
me feelings that you use to hide
Hangin' with them and leave me to the side,
Leave me to side
Now I'm on the highway and I'm swervin'
I won't admit it
a issue
It's gone always come around
Baby you gone ride fa me
Is you down
If that money missin
Is you still gone come around
Baby I'ma ride fa you
If you
You wasn't banging out of town, it's too late to holla now
Woah! I'mma get the OGs on board
And press the issues on you suckers oh lord!
Whoa! Or hit
sacks in the league I might run em down
Count by tens bitch it add up 100 rounds
Ain't mistaken if you hear a hunnid sounds
Been a circus til now honked
he go on down the mountain side
And leave you all alone?"
"Yes my husband's gone to bowling green
To do some business there"
Then Caleb threw that
it shake, make it pop, make it drop
Make it roll bend it over, touch your toes
Let me see that pussy hole
Now make it shake, make it pop, make it drop
by two
I compare it for the profit on the topic
Of the lifestyle that we living, extreme
Got me feeling like a knight on the battlefield
This hyena
on yo door
We gone kick it
Like my fingers the Nina come with me
Who the fuck is this nigga? Come get him
If you don't want to wear a shirt with his
where I was at yea
Stab me in the back yea
Tryna get ya back yea
I ain't comin back yea
Gone and relaxin
Too much that then happen
Guess It had
live
Came up in this world by yourself, you gon' leave that way for real
Timing waits on nobody you gotta be in blitz
Nobody gone give you nothing so
shame
Out on the street tryin' to play the game
Formally an in-mate straight from upstate
Can't stop him now 'cause you see it's just too late
He's
but why would I chill
It ain't no vacay until I'm up like 5 mil
Livin life cause I know at the end we all gone die still So before I fadeaway y'all
and daughters boy, not roots and clones
Now that the theory gone wrong
An embryo with no soul
Stuck in this green mini-van with my lungs in a choke hold
a case
And we drink that moeweezy by the case
Tell ya bitch she know her place
If a nigga wanna talk we give him space
I don't get tired word to Gates
They
cells are gone
Fried like a potato takin sips and blowin Os
Got the watermelon zkittles and the woods 6 rolled
Passed out by the 2nd chop my brain
fact I'm ya enemy
Money dance like billy Jean
Took ya bitch now she into me
She eat it up like tender green
Why why in the fuck you gon intervene
Swear
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