Lyrics:
live my plug he got em too cheap
I ran off he still front me nigga too sweet
I just hit a drive by wit bro we was 2 deep
I just got some head outside by
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
of everything so they can never sue me
As I'm walking coolie down the hall high, truly I
Be the nigga from the East Coast, Brick City Boy
I won't even post on it
chubby
I know a lot of people in the State Pen
From touching that boy like Sandusky
If you from the midwest we call it dogfood
I'm so smart I should've
advanced, I need all my advances
Bro hit me up for cash like we didn't have the same chances
My Dad hit me up like, why I don't live in a mansion?
I'm
Stopped goin' to church, like what it's all worth?
What would Jesus do if he was in these shoes?
If Johnny pull up, I'm fucked, I'm drunk
Head restin' in
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
With my feet up
By the shoreline
Trust you ain't smoking like me
Unless you know a grower
I knocked ya bitch
Fucked her once
Now I act like
I don't know
Sorry, don't know your name if you
Sorry, don't know your name if you
I make it clap clap clap when I can't stop twerking
Need a clap clap clap
into the game, oh boy
I’ve been chilling by myself, no noise
No noise, no noise, no noise
I've been tryna get inside my head, no noise
People try to ask
I ain’t tryna align myself with all the shit you trappin’/
I’m tryna change lives instead of have the feds come tap in
All of the rap beef and extra
out
Live in a glass house
Chasing the money might cash out (out)
Not scared to crash now
Bitches treat me like a cash cow (why?)
It's cuz I'm a cash cow
bout to say Johnny Dang my new dentist
What you gone do for that pretty lil penny
And he kept it real and i swear it ain't too many
And i turn a Abraham
arrested again I won't get a
B - O - N - D i'd rather die then live
Life in the Penitentary
But these days you gotta be strapped
Even when I'm at home I go
Never thought I'd see myself in this light
Up on the stage, in front of a mic
They all know my name and I'm feelin' like
I am the man, they try
will live forever, my fame will be maintained
Now some can't feel this, and some feel can't that
But all can feel a track that's produced by Battlecat
So
how I always keep my tool
On the north side, I'm just voolin
Tryna jump up in this water You gon' drown, it's not no pool, boy
They said "Jay you heard
lady a model she catch bodies
From Des Moines to the world quicker than a Ducati
Peggy Sue swang like my name buddy holly
Ohhhh so really what's
dope boys (Dope boys)
Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big
dope boys (Dope boys)
Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big
Chevy Johnny cash take it to the buyer
In the holler we raise hell yeah
Drinking on that rebel yell
Pretty little southern belles popping off them
black nah wack not Johnny Cash
Shoes used to be nice
Custom look like fisher price
Nice
Best seller with my cover
Have it done what's the number
Say
picked up the pace cuz now it's time to dash
counting all this paper yeah i'm counting all this cash
these opp boys want heat but they sweet like
Punch the data in ya mainframe
You want it all, I want the same thing
Strive to maintain, live out my name
Hard to obtain, hard to explain, ain't
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