Lyrics:
it’s no one cold as me
It's niggas out here shorty you’ll see
You're not my big homie shut up scolding me
Yea yea shorty
Call me cab
Call me a uber
Call
Frank, that's me (what up?)
Paper Route the gang, that's we (okay)
Ugly, black-ass nigga, but my bank account on fleek (yeah)
Baby, come let a rich
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
a casino
The movie's Al Pacino
Chorus
[Kool Keith]
Got my check cashed, you posin new, stop actin girl, like a fool
Got the Benz
like you, a sugar like you, a boy like you
She wants a boy like (me)
You got me going wild (going wild)
You got me hypnotized by your smile
Ooh I
the fuck is up, where that money at
Ain't tryna have no conversation
I'm tryna run up a check
My brodie got a couple years
It's only right that I stack
Ain't
in the face who says he knows my mom
And went to my high school
[Chorus]
All the boys say,
Hey baby, hey baby, hey!
Girls say, girls say,
Hey
ya head with me
(Check it, check it)
Yo, case closed, erase my foes
Chased away by the black suits, shades and clothes
We above the law, Feds can't
you-Say you bring the fire boy I'm really not convinced
All I-all I see addicts out here fucking up they ends
And I know that having guns the only thing you
around my neck
Woo ha, got them all in check
See it's up my back, it's around my neck
Woo ha, got them all in check
Let's scream, and let's shout
around my neck
Woo ha, got them all in check
See it's up my back, it's around my neck
Woo ha, got them all in check
Let's scream, and let's shout
Pérignon, mmm
Eardrummers
Mike WiLL Made-It
On the come up
On the come up
Sun up
Bunch a young niggas on the come up
Come up
Run up
All my
niggas, they tryna keep up with us
Don't got 'em no thrust
All of my boys say that
We got each other, baby, don't trust
All of my bitches say that they love
? (Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
? (Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
Bring it in can you feel it can you feel it
It's all about the money baby
Big Eightball straight up out the south to you
Honey coated money fool
phone
I madly gambled my phone and got smacked
By my bro
[Chorus]
What do you mean routine check?
I didn't take this route to be checked
Sound
yeah
Eko Fresh in da motherfuckin' house
Mir gefällt der Beat wie aus LBC
Also, Junge, check das aus
Besser, du bist Optimist
Jetzt wird dein Block
Saw you there, tall and dark, handsome too
Put it all together baby and you got
Lots of groovy loving, lover by the dozen
Giving you things like
keep ya chains tucked,
all my thugs give me love, keep it gangsta,
all the ballas if you ballin put ya banks up,
got shotcallas, givin orders by
Week straight young nigga, had to run that shit up
As long as a nigga was having motion
I ain't give a fuck
This one for my D-Boys and my scammers
Hold
about you all the time
I see you in my dreams
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams
Ah,
that's nice
I’m glad I got you by my side my side
What you mean man I’m not by your side you side
I’m your conscience
Oh yeah that’s right
Moved to a new
all the time
I see you in my dreams
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams
Ah,
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