Lyrics:
handouts
I don't need a thottie I like bitch that ain't ran down
Been doing that shit by my lonely, kush feel like it's melatonin
Everybody fake to me, I
Ola out of jail they done free'd him up
Don't give lil folk that gun he gone shoot em up
Aye, You know we can't slow down ain't no catching up
shit lowkey
Shh
Lowkey, keep that shit lowkey
Shut up
Gotta stay lowkey, keep shit lowkey
Yea
Gotta stay lowkey, keep shit lowkey
Five percent tint
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
in the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom (yeah)
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got
bitches handy
White girl on the table, let 'em sniff the nose candy
When I'm walkin' by, the women sayin', "Who is that nigga?"
I replied, "Hi, I am
Oh shit put ya middle fingers up on this one
Oh this is the one right here yo
OH we finna get real crunk
Up in this motherfucka man
Lil Jon
fight, lil dude get a flight, and move yourself right down to Philly, huh
It is not likely, that you will smite me
Even if you bought a real piece (Huh)
The party shut down, we got strippers in the V
Just for me , yeah she do it all for me
She knows I'm a freak and she brings out of me
She's a tease, yeah my
you still beneath like your name is Lannister I'm fucking (Jon) snow
Who the fuck are you?
Credits go to the fake places
Not controlled by a fucking
sayin', yeah, just shut up
Let me go (Hey, hey hey)
Huh, riding in that
Big lil' ass Tonka truck
Riding 'round with these bust
Down watches on me, i got my
sippers gotta go
Stacking up Styrofoam cups to sip on Kool aid
Haters screaming, they get shut down when I drop some new shit with ARINA
She was
spot?
{B.G.}
Lil killa Weezay, they drug spot is fuckin up a nigga cheezay
get em out and shut that bitch down
{Lil Wayne}
huh? well
on
24's
On krunk screamin, "Die bitch!"
Bout to shut yo' shit down, anybody that opposes to payin us a
fee false
If the straps don't bleed y'all
We put
phone, fuckin' bum
Threatenin' to shut me down at your lil' fuckin' Source magazine
If I come back on you and attack you
Bitch, you attacked me first
hold me down A lil While
..and I’m far out!
You can call me Pluto because everyone counted me out (oh yeah)
Ohh (x8) (call me Pluto..Pluto pluto )
Oooh
ridin'
Got a lil' change surrounded myself by game
Niggas sayin' I'm counterfeit
Ain't that a bitch
Re-evaluate and stop ridin' my dick
Leave that to yo
promise not fast enough
He talking shit, I can tell by his breathe and that nigga a bum, I just need him to back it up
He think he tough but he ain't, shut
way
Then grip on your ting
Cah we don't play, we come here to murder
Get run down and chinged like C-Murder
Shoutout lil bro, he got down Shh
With gang,
Hopin' that it don't get shut
By these police makin' raids on those of us who know what's up
My lil' uzi weighs a ton, man, I truly ain't the one
My
there
If I don't fuck with you
I don't mind you knowing I don't fuck with you
Breaking down a key of coke, I ain't never seen a boat
Khaza got
Sick- fucks out by 2-3am fa penny play
Stop n they go
Hit em wit love or risk a definitive blow
Jon timberlands golden
Huggin’ the block bank heads born
divas, I got bitches on the side
Puffin smoke, selling dope, at the same damn time nigga
I'm a top dog, I'm looking down
Rolling by the O, we space
These hoes talking down on me
Bitch shut up and go down on me
If you sneak diss or a weak bitch get the fuck round from me
Im popping my collar
Yo
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