Lyrics:
play in my dirt?
Bitch stop my momma serve, free lunch from the church
I come like a thousand doves
Bitch you quiet at the bus, makin' the fuss, I
the trappin a hobby
I had to get in my bag
I had to come out the stash
I went to work with the work hit me a double shift i learned me physics and math
Real
that pain and they ain’t kno’
Play it cool and keep it calm know that’s some you’ll never show
Some people gotta leave even though it’s hard to let em
right now
Lil' bitty bitch, bite down
One on my wrists, iced out
Real ones don't hit with the lights out
CO6
Chanel on the seat
Put em on feet?
no feelings now I'm thuggin' by my lonely
My life is like a lotto everybody wanna play me
I be talking to myself 'cause nobody understand me
I been
shit, she a hater
I come through & Let it sang
Like it came from Decatur Hoe
I keep it player Hoe
Watch what you sayin Hoe
And while you lookin
these dude
Yeah we could jump 'em and check em, by sprayin' techs at these fools
Make it to trial, you don't win, indirectly you lose
You bad, makin' that
Thoughts 2myself
Hook
Intro
I been looking for a way out tha shit
Every night tryna play out tha script but it dont work
Never thought that i would
get bad
Especially come the first and the fifteenth
So no matter how hard it
Get, stick you chest out, keep your head up
And handle it! Hold on
I'll
the haters hate
Let the players play
We don't negotiate
Bitch this a paper chase
I'm tryna motivate
Come wash away his sins
I took 'em to the lake
Life be
Tyga said he got the drop on the album
Fuck it slide and shoot up the block
Niggas knowin' how we come through
G5 out the sunroof
Ain't got no
spine and throw em out by the lili pads and wait for a hit on my line. Cause this rap shit makes me wanna catch niggas like catfish, chop em up into
face and I keep ignoring
Until you wanna speak on my name
Xzay's too good to come out your filthy mouth
Gave you love face the truth you were shit
dick
I'm gon' bang when I see you
So get my dick
[Chorus]
Have you ever seen a show
With fellas on the mic
With one minute rhymes
That don't come out
I been trynna teach em how to trap but they ain't been listening
Speaking on a game that they don't know
Like play by play from the trap via Sal
pipe leave her sore hips
Check it my vibes is enormous
Check out my ride It's a cordless
My rhymes will accredit your courses
I like 'em thick no need
tooted up, play
Watch me squeeze somethin'
Burn 'em down, burn 'em down
Burn 'em down he on fire, put him out
Now I'm higher, I'm off the ground
Ayy, tell
I come from beneath
Keep it Organik started from the seed (three of 'em)
All life's shit created green scenery
Behold if you like doesn't mean much
I kept it one hundred they done changed yeah
The hundreds keep falling out the safe yeah
My shooter gonna hit him with the AR
We told them niggas we
G's
Lot of profits my pockets obese
Out of pocket my partner smoke 'Em
Lot of mileage she fuck the whole team
Need my dollars ain't nothing for free
on you
Finesse em bitch I pull the shit out the roots
I Catch em I get em and bring em to tru
No Timberland you can get pop like a boot
I’m feeling it she
get your behind off my couch and, do something, now I just stick to my bed and, keep getting bet,
No activities I, stay all by my business that's my
nigga
Sticking ya head up at a meter now you die how do ya figure
Acting hard with your Capri's on
I come out at the neck of the woods on ya ass nigga
back
Shoot my clips till they empty like the space between paragraphs
I'm on the hunt so don't come out, or somehow
I'll end up on the top you better
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