Lyrics:
I'm from Boston but I feel like Kobe (Yeah)
Foot on the gas hand on the wood grain I think I'm chosen
Just give me the rock let me pull up (Yeah)
chaser
You don't want me as your neighbor (Gimme some sugar)
Heart breaker (Breaker)
Got so many haters (So many haters)
Jealous of my acres
I'm ballin
the plug
You want a wood? Roll it up!
You feelin' a deuce? Po' it up!
You with the gang, throw it up!
Good drank lemme slow it down
Smoking Oreo out
'Wood and Oxy get ya ass slimed right out
Pull up in a Benz, she say that she wanna know me now
Fuck it, spin a bend
Pop his ass and call it bullseye
money and no white
I had this white girl who work for me wipin pipe
Livin' by the sword, a hundred niggaz daily
Who get on board and kill for some
or pick ups
Only time they see me
I can't get to comfortable w/ my peers
We a bunch a of demons
She ain't never love the G , I see
She just want sum
I'm the river that flow to the hood,
To the woods,to the birds, to the mud,
To the bricks over the curves,
To the forced bizarre got with 4 acres
the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones
Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm
Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones
Choppa
decent acres
Get the kids Gucci Disney app the kids movie pray they live through me
This what is cutie praying that the matrimony just good us
much money I got racks on racks on racks on racks on racks
Bitch so much money my shit stacks on stacks on stacks on stacks on stacks
You see me
I was a country kid through and through
I got my bare feet bit by a wreckin' crew
Of fire ants on a mission
For total domination of the font yard
obnoxious, 'cause his father boxes
So everyday he'd shove me in the lockers
One day he came in the bathroom while I was pissin'
And had me in the position
older G's
She say she love me, but I know she play for keeps
Slip a black snake in a nigga's sheets
Bought a bitch a hundred acres, all red roses
Half you
older G's
She say she love me, but I know she play for keeps
Slip a black snake in a nigga's sheets
Bought a bitch a hundred acres, all red roses
Half you
flip my middle finger I'm chilling on 20 million
The rumors turn me on I'm masturbating at the top
These hoes so excited they catching every drop
I'm
and D.T.S.'s
[Verse 1 - Skinny Deville]
Skinny talkin bout that wood with that custom leather, bangin down I-65
Slaw and slum but dubs are better, who you
talkin' witcha mayne
Giver her dope dick and all the things that she would say
She the one that put me up on Netflix
At the concerts I keep her
The fuck?
Yoo?
Yo hop on the game bro me and Mellow are on
Aight bet
I'll see you on
Aight
Alright
Mhm
Yup
Run a game on hoes like a Playstation doe
Two hundred acres the confines
Chandelier hangs on the inside
Beach is the view that's from both sides
Yeah
Getting it
This the way that I been kicking
You can bet on me to lose, well now I'm raising the stakes
See I just played my hand, and ended up with the Ace
I hope you got what it takes, the price
these
Diamonds ain't real or somthin', ha
All of this shoutin' gon' get
Me killed for nothin', ha
Nigga fuck that I'm gon' ball 'til I fall
From Calton by
Stuffing a wood
Smoking the dope
High as a kite
Talking to Ghosts
I'm stuffin a wood
Smoke Mary Jane
Baby be clearing my brain
She numbing
"whatcha doin'?"
He says "I'm just walkin' on down by the pierside."
He says "what's up?"
He says "I gotta gig for ya"
He says "ya gotta gig for me
So I let the bitch hang out with me right
You know word got around I was fucking this nigga bitch
So the nigga called me, he like "you fuckin my
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