Lyrics:
everything
All you nasty girls mean everything to me
And I wouldn't trade the world for all you nasty girls
Get you in my bed easily by giving you pearls
on slacking.
Moved around so much it’s like I aint go no ends man.
Wanna talk tough ill take all of your pearls and enderman.
My boy let that rubber burn with
down
Go ahead and joking on me to be shy doing a right
man I drop it down low, watch it
et out on the floor breathing stop.
All my pretty guys up down
to music, I'm playin' the Toosii
Hop in the vette, it's a 2 seat, make you giggle and chuckle like Goofy
Love that booty, I'll eat it like sushi, man, shout
alcohol)
(Get mad and he start talking to the fucking wall)
(80 shots right through that window, you better fucking crawl)
(How you snake me for a 3.5? You
don’t stop believing I know it’s gonna get better, sing
La La La Laa La La La La
pa dum pudum pum
La La La Laa La La La La
pa dum
Can’t be loved by
him in a hearse
Free LB, gotta hold that bird
Hate getting get stopped by fed
More time I forgot what I had in my pocket
If he gets close then pop it,
he's a lyricist?
To drink from my flippin sink is a privilege
Copy Jay-Z and make your fingers a pyramid
Keep making soulless music your fans buy
But jam
you want to fling rock
Well, I'll be cruising by, you'll never see a smoother guy
Niggas getting smoked just like the Buddha tye
I'm rocking well like
or I'll kill you on a slow jam
Trust me you don't want it You dealing with the wrong man
Shaqeem Griffin on you niggas don't need the use of both hands
to sign off
Your rhymes are better than mine? Nah
I'm crackin' up like a sidewalk, call me cyclops
My fans lovin' my jams, every time I drop, I
Gimmie
man
Take the devil by his hand
Show ‘em the ropes
Dust off ya feet if you can
You not a diligent man
Not being as real as you can
What is ya plan
make me none
Slip through the hood, dope I could
Deliver my life the best I could
Robin Hood, youngest crook
Here they come now watch y'all look
Go by
And i know i can't go back
Go insane while i count my stacks
Smoke these dubs till my heart turn black
Watch yo mouth better check my stats
Watch yo
for the showdown
So I grabbed my security blanket, nigga
My man, let's deal now with the pearl handles
Spit out them hollow point tips
'Cause
me here in the ruins of the city
Yeah, ah! No better bigger battle than here 'cause by the time you swing your sword I'm gonna—
Oh!
Whoa
Chill out!
say is all true
Hope you will pick up when it's Key calling
It's not a stick up, don't you feel foreign
I made this jam for you, it will never be boring
hoes by 6 pack
Hit em wit da get back
Don’t know where he get dat
Said he bout it, he can’t get his shit back
Can’t nobody fit dat
His bitch so we
Get the crowd jumping when the bass go boom
Give no fucks when I jam to this tune
Butterfly wings yea I am whom
Surrounded by the spirits of my fam
on the other side of town
Driving down Geary here in San Fran
I'm so used to the commute it doesn't take as long
Be sure to steer clear of any traffic jam
That
shoot for me over again
Wish they free my brothers out the pen
And catch all you niggas that snitch on ya mans
Shout out my lawyer got me out a jam
We about to get hit
But we're just gonna
Relax
We in Silverspring man
Yeah we here with it
Ya know?
Like yo
Sun in my eyes
The girl in the living
Smokin excocted dope yea im gettin hella high
Told bro get high then drive by
Hell naw ian talkin bout a drive by
Ridin through smooth nigga wen we ride by
For real, move the packin' any weather
The whole team stay ahead because we think its Clever
Blowin' big green to think better Toon is the missing
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