Lyrics:
Liz Taylor tried to joke me
Cause I keep it green like the other side of bill hicks be
When he gets mean,
Think fast before I blast hoes,
Like
Better look me up on Spotify
Shorty rockin all my merch
Looking like she sponsored by
Had to let her ink my whole body
Cause she certified
Tedder turn me
Yo' ma' man c' is up in the place
I'ma do it for you dawg! Oh, OG!
Let me hear you say OG!
A'yo, a'yo it's Loc baby a'yo it's Loc baby
It's Loc, it's
Shadow]
Let me tell you who I be and who I am
Shadow Stock, ready rock, that's what I'm sellin and
E pills, four hundred for fifty get you a refill
cash back
Cause I'm going through the fucking racks
Like I'm going through the stash
Cause I'm counting
Every fucking dollar bill by the 100
Cause I
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from Wahala
I don’t need to hear their noise
(Never reach me, Never will)
Never had a bill now I pay for all the bills
Tell em swear on their soul that
thoughts around me ain't getting me by
I'm finding truth in wounds much deeper than mine (Than mine)
And
Soon I'll pay my own bills with the bred from my
what you spend
For a song these days
So you artists that play with many budgets
Drop a album, niggas dub it
Y'all don't make a penny from it
I seen
I want freedom in my contract
Every fucking album is my life inside a soundtrack
So when it goes down, you already know that I'm bounce back
Put it
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album
sleepin' on the floor with an appetite
Me and my sister awake to buckshots and flashin' lights
My father been in jail half his life
Became a black
any better than me
Go check the 'Gram, 'cause I got
Thousands of albums been sold
Thousands of dollars been made
Thousands of people love, bought
Hahahaha, wow (oh I, oh I)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, I am a menace, keep me a rack just like tennis, I'm with the shit like I'm dennis, I-
Doo-doo-doo-adooba
You know
call me Bill Clinton for all the head I got
I keeps it real-ah 'cause I'm all about my scrilla
The ladies love me 'cause I'm a million dolla hitta
Your school get dazed like G by G
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill, kill
Take nuts and screws out ferris wheels
If you ain't Missy, payin' no bills
car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been
flip my middle finga, I'm chillin on twenty million.
Da rumors turn me on I'm masterbatin at da top,
These hoes so excited so dey catchin every drop.
to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did that
a GOAT like C
They ain't a GOAT like SK
Last op came out in the public eye
Broski put em in the sun
I just bagged a half a brick by eye
Now I'm just
Volevo stare sulle nuvole
Tu con me
Mentre guardo su com'è, rubo le
Parole che mi togli da bocca
Così ti senti un po' meno in colpa
Volevo stare
sight, the flight attendant catch fright
I sit down in my seat, 2C
She approach officially talking 'bout, "Excuse me"
Her lips curl up into a tight
pimpin' it's p and snoop
With Dre on the beat this ain't nuttin' but loot
They call me jackhammer for all the bread I got
But they call me Bill Clinton
pimpin' it's p and snoop
With Dre on the beat this ain't nuttin' but loot
They call me jackhammer for all the bread I got
But they call me Bill Clinton
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