Lyrics:
Now they lookin' for sponsors, so I'm tellin' chicks, "I'm broke"
That was prop money on the 'Gram, Kodak Black joke (I ain't got it)
I'm not a big
on my head
You can see the shine when I'm passing by your door oh my god
Watching all my steps when I walk
Got my heads high that means I don't need
'bout you and yours 'cause I'ma die for mine
Blue hunnids in the pink Birkin (Birkin)
Swipin' with no limit like I'm big pursin' (yeah)
They say I be
regret it
So open up your eyes I got a big surprise
It'll feel all right
Well I want to make your motor run
And now our bodies are oh so close
regret it
So open up your eyes I got a big surprise
It'll feel all right
Well I want to make your motor run
And now our bodies are oh so close
bros no matter what we'll be alright!
Huh?
Yeah we gon be alright
I just had to get my money up now my future looking so bright
Had to make
an activist, it's make-believe
Don't even go back to your hood and plant no money trees
Say you hate the girls I fuck, but what you really mean?
I been with
Why my chain so blinding, just call me Poseidon
Y'all some old heads, you remind me of Biden
No, no this ain't no old bread, you can tell by
Yeah real Rx
I got my mask on, yeah
Put your mothafuckin' mask on, yeah
Real Rx, yeah
If you gon' shoot then shoot
What's the hold up?
They shot
the undeniable fact that every single morning
My mother would make me a big ol' bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast
Aww, big bowl of sauerkraut
Every single
Yours
My tracks is Better Than Yours
Just Blaze tracks is Better Than Yours
You can have one but we all gonna
Chargeaw
Plain Pat What Up? Big John
life)
Make things right (Make things right)
And girl I'm a bad boy so I
Gotta do what I gotta do
Risk my life (Risk my life)
In the late night (In
there's a problem, I'ma pop up, I'ma shoot out the roof
You need to stop it 'fore I make your mama really miss you
Ain't throwin' spirals, really big
(What you doin'?) Nothing, chillin' at the Holiday Inn
(Who you wit'?) Me and my peeps; won't you bring four of your friends?
(What we gon' do?) Feel
My weed's so potent, can smell when I'm smokin'
And you can tell it's five mother fucker 'cause I'm tokin'
His bare whisper, yeah you heard what I
through baby do what I need
I'm making waves important aye
I know they hating more like aye
Trynna keep up but you just in my way
I had your shawty you
Ayy, ayy, your block I'm gon' sweep
Ayy, ayy, bussdown, not regular face (What?)
Ayy, chasin' blues like DaBaby (What?)
Ayy, swervin 'round with cake
you wanna hang with old Eddie Kane?"
Ain't nothin' wrong, snap your head to the song
Word is bond, you get wrong
I'll have you sing like Louis
walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
Stunna a street nigga, straight up make him act as money
missed your chance it's too late
That's what I'm getting at here
I have been living with one
It's kept me stuck in the past, I've tried so hard to move
yeah (yessir)
Shawty come shake that ass for me
Let a trippy nigga see what you workin' with
Can you clap that ass, do a handstand
Girl, make your
Water boiling, vroom
And start your motor, watch it jump out that (yo)
Straight drop-off what a whip
I could make it look like grits
Bae done taught
through your hood and any locality, head back to Queens
Piped out seats, Oakwood mb cord speakers
Bumpin' out old shit
That made me think of Old Easters
the shop Louis Vee is what you seek
Black Knight Cortez slippin' on your feet
You're saggin', droop like a bawla
Your girl starts walkin' towards
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