Lyrics:
Tisti is the greatest And
Others should say it?
Nobody understands me? I’m gon’ do it my way
I ain’t pushin’ P, I push people to play
Organically
boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Ayo
(Griselda)
Brr brr brr
(By Fashion Rebels)
Ayo, I don't leave without my pistol warm
Drive-bys, I'm
uncalled for
Mad because they dropping albums and nobody fall for it
Eyes red it's the smoke Dom Brown is all for it
I flop wait what
What is that some kind
Simi yo
Twice style bring it foul to ya life style
Floss in my neck of (Yo!) da woods (Yo!) I put your lights out (Yo!)
I throw my grees high,
Red
on your block
Fuck how the opps take it
I let the ooze down his
Throat like he shot chasin'
But if we grapple, dawg
I beat your face red and white and have
I smoke a quarter a day (Okay)
Facetime and go straight to the face (Okay)
Red eyes look like I got mace (Okay)
Out of order put bitches in place
OCD
it's my first time, g I'm coming fast
Don't be fooled by the love, you don't know them guys
They be smiling in your face plotting your demise
Have you
(U-God)
Night falling, red dawn, without warning or beef
Late night city life, in the dark Manhattan fog, creep
Wit' cats and dogs become meat
the private trackers
Upload the utmost P2P cutthroats
Uh oh, we didn't allocate enough floats
Have an upboat!
This isn't a crash by fast learners
This is
never here whenever I loose
I thought they’d always have my back
Support is something that they lack
Red nose big clothes, you looking kinda dumb
See
yuh know mi have no stress
Beat up the beat with that life or death
Oh yes test test yes yes fight the ref with my last breath
And my last breath no no
by his self or with a group too
Who? Fight back oh it like that [?]
Where my knife at, shawty I be right back.
[Hook:]
Fresh out the box I'm a mash
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
Erfan-Her Leave
Album : H
His eyes were all on her
He wished if it occurred
She broke his heart in sure
He couldn’t breathe no more
Have you
I used to have a lot of bitches
Straight down for me
Doin' anything I said, even hoe on the street
But I'm a dog and I dog my broads
Guerrilla
cans (bans) up
shorty in the corner, i told her a#$ to stand up
momma told me do my homework and pull my pants up
white boy with a red face, flexin for
bitch, I can never ever underdo it
P90, take the muzzle off
It sound like thunder booming
Ski mask rocker
I ain't never been a robber though
I just pull it
Yeah, aye
Lvvrrs... ha!
(Yondo Beats)
Look...
Can't have trust in you niggas, I'm cynical
Leave you laid out, red swimming pools, you not okay now
heat
Word on the street Soulo done done it again
Look at me
I used to match a dub sack with my friends
Now we smokin' by the O
Like the letters P and N
lyrical man you can't hold me back
From the red, the white, and also the black
Island, which is my land, my place of birth
You can tell by the tongue
on business
My briefcase full of big face Benjie's
We flyin' by you on the freeway
We spendin', we spendin'
Like all this money burning my pocket
what?
Its a cash explosion, it's rainin' dollars
We made it to stardom, the new album
The 50-50 joint ventures
It only gets better & better
Might treat
I could have worn the Lugi but I left it in the house
Now, my niggas Duce and Wayne got gold plates with their names
With the skyline on it with
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