Lyrics:
white carpet in my project
30 guns in my section, none of the homies got [?]
My side bitch and she pregnant
I ain't claimin' shit but the game
And this
(JOCKO)
Yeah
I told my dawg
'Ain't no more day jobs, we gon' blast this off'
Talking crazy got her going nasty
She gon' suck me off
Riding by myself
the Nawf, and it go (Nawf)
Bad, but bitch ain't got nothin' to give (she ain't got nothin')
I'm the dad in this industry, I got some kids (dad)
She wanna
that beat
I get a bitch ignored, dirty feet
.45 made by Orbit, dirty teeth
Huh, dirty mouth, huh, clean it out
Lil' bitch ain't as freaky as she
got a big booty and you know she like to show it off
I go hard then I make the beat go soft
Running 'outta space to store my bands in the loft
Pray
I'm floating on a interstellar interstate
Aliens just came out to play
Coup came built with a plasma blaster, send his ass back to yesterday
Houston
losin' it, she don't care
Everybody put up your hands
Say I don't wanna be in love
I don't wanna be in love
Feel the beat now if you got nothing left
Say
Now he's losin' it, she don't care
Everybody put up your hands
Say I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love
Feel the beat now if you got
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
Step on it please
Ya bastard
I'm in the leaves
I'm lacerating the green
And tryna roll up some weed
She been a cobra to keep
We got a rope
a cliffhanger, no, I ain't a stranger
Yo, I'm Toddy Tee, and I'm a Compton banger
Wanted by the F.B.I. for transport of
Sucker MC's across the Syndicate borders
trick
Float like a boat
And i got these rappers sinking
Like what the fuck u thinking
You calling it hot shit when it ain’t even stinking
I wanna beat
and your world
Will get smacked by my dog sphere
Corruption disaster hey i'm the master
Simple leading as a blaster
You bastard it's over
I knew you ain't
off (Skrrtt)
Forreal (Yeah)
Smoke it by the pound
Sippin’ by the ounce
I got to much resonating just to hesitate to slay
Lay, lay, lay, Wake - go get
her hair
She got in her bag she can to it by herself
You a fucc nigga,
She can do it by herself
She can do it by herself
You a fucc nigga
She can do
instincts, which
Are leaning firmly toward the other option
"All Eyes on You" "Your voice sounds
Ill, the flow sounds ill, " she says "This
Is going to get
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a whip
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a zip
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a ride
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for
the lines, said it's S.O.B (Gang)
We Savage On the Beat, yeah we savage on the street
Other people got the name but they ain't savage like my team
Yeah, we
If I beat it in the mornin' I'm gon' put yo ass to sleep
She give me whatever I want
I give exactly what she need
And none of ya'll could taste my
(Phenom Da Don nigga)
My bitches, bad (Bitch)
And she ain't going for that (Naw)
Got every color Birkin bag (Every color)
Just to make them
Had to curve her, don't care if she bad
You thinkin you special, oh what a fad
At least she got booty, whole lotta ass
She give me the cooties, boy
shoot some, huh?)
Kill one, beat one
Shoot some, hit one
Kill one, beat one
You say you gon' do it then slide on me
I got a .4 and a .5 on me
I
a care
With the sureshot MCs for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I got a little face
a care
With the sureshot MCs for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I got a little face
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