Lyrics:
on me
By the liter look I got it on me
Why these niggas hatin on me
Well let these niggas keep hatin on you
Why these niggas hatin on me
Well let
get it popping Shaq wuts poppin
Wanna hit da mall 45 mins fa shopping
Stop by the store I got the options
aye yo bruh check me out
I want the this
coat wit a Deborah
Mo flows than torahs n menorahs
I let it come
4 ever young billy Maddison my aura
Golden beach, know exactly what to do
Catch me round
and my back swang both lanes
Ion be mixing wit niggas they too lame
Patek my wrist it was plain
I got yo bih calling me by the wrong name
She hit my phone
brothers i need me a yungen
Send a young boy O, he made P's in abundance
Give a fuck about age, ching up a big man
Squeeze on a yungen
Give a fuck about age,
straight to the money niggas jogging up in place
I can't look back or hit the brakes
It's only gas on this side
Say I can do this by myself I let them
asking where I'm at
Hit the volume when we did the dash
Bitch had me on fox 5
Relatives was in a drive by
They said niggas ain't related to em
Made it safe
and got this cash, nobody made me get it, niggas tend to envy you because they want you in they position, I'm da reason dat some of this artists started
Chillin with yo goofy ass ain't tryna be on vacation
I drink a fifth and hit dat OG got it in rotation
Dat backwood smoke got niggas floatin on a new oasis
tell me dat (what?)
Mi bredda Richie Poo just hit di jackpot (eeh?)
But true di fashion and di ways and we style we got
(Sim simma) Beenie Man ah
simply smart play by the
legendary Champion. He approaches the ball.. let?s watch.
Champion: Take a swing at the ball hitting the tree route in
Another chapter of the Droog and RTNC saga
Never hear me rhyme about Balenciaga
(You just did!) My bad, I'm maladjusted
Look at you girl, you
gotchu
Ma see it in ma eyes I popped 2
Money murder same thing wan stack ahunnit by da summer
Nigga sippen robitussin
How come you ain show me nothin
decided to let him be
Now im back with a vengeance my nigga just watch and see
The same ones dat shitted on me im bout to make em believe
Remember nights
John on the beat by the way)
And I don't wanna die-I don't-I don't wanna die young and
Ayy, I don't wanna die young, so I stay with a stick
Still on that
years I can't believe
Somebody put they paws in my naked cheese.
Verse x1 (Lynch)
Met me a top notch about 19
Saw the goldies and let me up in
Dripped up in high fashion I was bummy had to make a difference
She was saying dat I was too young but her mind changed now you see me rapping Blew her back
winter
Born sinner
Get a goose
(Get a goose)
Fuck a nigga
In a sprinter
Let it loose
(Let it loose)
Remember young me
Used to front feens
Now I'm
not the one for me
Just be honest, girl, what you want from me?
This ain't nothin' new, keep it so one hunnid
I can't let none of these niggas get
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
your bitch snap on double mega of a shotty
and a burner and I keeps the 2 ready
to hit you in your chest like Steve Young do Jerry
Rice, be nice
me runnin from the cops
Gettin high I think I'll die if I don't get no ends
I'm in a bucket but I'm ridin it like it's a Benz
I hit the strip I let
it out the studio and hit the street
Now I'm rocking one more time
Young girls love my Too $hort rhyme
But that big fat girl better let that go
Shining in the dark (Mmhm)
Uh
Baby slippin chips an biscuits i'm bound to hit her hard
(Bound to hit it hard)
Yaw (Yaw)
My baby by my side she's so
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