Lyrics:
hollow
Up in the mix, getting so lit
Club 'bout to close, you don't wanna dip
'cause when you're alone you're feeling so sick
You need to bone, just for
thinkin' you gon' rep off me
They gon' find this nigga stankin' he run up on me
Bitch, come up with plenty killers, gotta keep a pistol
Roll with me by
Before we started messing round girl you knew what you was in for
I told you that night up in the club, I ain't the one
I ain't the man you here for
don't suck only person sucking is your girl too soon how rude of you to put me in the mood of killing by the time I'm done with this you're going to be
niggas only love you when you up (Up)
Up, but when you suffer, brother, they don't ever show no love
Molly coupe, I got a lot that's on my mind
Just
Bongo by the way
No you don't wanna be by yourself
Girl who you want around
I know I'm not that nigga that you're just playing for now
You used
Good girls, but only at home
Izambane lapondo add hope
Purple liquid inside her styrofoam
I don't know what other drugs you own superbaddie
Unginika
My eyes are shutting
Blinded by the ignorance
By definition I am indifferent
Who is the omnipotent
Ooh, ah!
You know that I am invincible
I don't
And hang with ya, when ya full of Patrone
And oh yeah, brang one of ya cute partnas along
Because I'm only 25, and still going live
I got the estate by
bought some Act', I sip it slow, this shit is pricey
I was hot when I was broke, but now you look at me, I'm icy
Now when I go to the club, they don't
knot loose
(ladies)
Candy... candy...
I need candy bubble gum, and taffy
Get in my way punk, you're gonna get ya ass beat, nasty
Do it till your dad
a fake in the mix? Nah I'd just rather be a real not knowin'
Don't judge a book by its cover if you don't even read
There's no shame in saying that
We dey ball we dey ball
But no be today we dey ball
On a Saturday
You know we dey ball even on Sunday
Catch me in the club even on Monday
But today we
got them sticks bro (I got sticks)
Thousand on my jeans man you know I'm in some new shit (new shit)
On the road running only goal is to get rich (get
mouth about shit don't concern you
Watch your tone lil bitch
They like Sheed, why I never see you at the club
I'd rather be home lil bitch
Plus I ain't
steal every eye at the party
You like a good spice when you're drinking rum
You mix up the nice with the naughty
And I think I found the one
Give me one
true
The ones that know my fuckin' moms, yeah I'll look after you
Gotta get some fuckin' money, only thing on my mind and shit, I'm only 19, so I still
you get if you take a welsh boy?
Mix in some lunacy, mix in some noise
Mix in afliction with music addiction
Conviction and friction and leave it
Let's get it pussy
Yeah
Dope
OTF
You know how we rockin' nigga, only the Famgoon shit
Only the Famgoon nigga
Haha
Ay Durk
Turn up
OG, I'm
with their devils, they say, “We are with you; we were only ridiculing.”
15 It is God who ridicules them, and leaves them bewildered in their
on 24's
Give me a warning ticket, letting me go
Cause you can tell by the jewels that I ain't an average Joe
Cause I meet fresh dimes daily
You burn me
sitting on twenty four's
Give me a warning ticket, letting me go
Cause you can tell by the jewels that I ain't an average Joe
Cause I meet fresh dimes
Please do not come with no nonsense, baby you know
You get no time shawty
You get no time shawty and you
Hit me only when you want some, baby I
I already told you that I can't fall in love
And the only things that we agree on is the drugs
If you reach for my chain you gon' leave with a slug
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