Lyrics:
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
need a cape (cape)
Lil' mama's head supreme (straight up)
But I'm still rockin' this Bape (on God)
All I know is two guns, nigga
If you a plate, you
the plug, he just said he got it lil nigga
I met the connect on a Monday, by Friday the trap back jumping lil nigga
I got the backroom thumbing lil nigga
Oh, really? Yeah
Oh, really? Yeah (racks)
I'm scared to break the top (why?)
I'm scared to make a mess because I'm watched by the cops (fuck
Ain't gotta worry 'bout nobody approachin' us
By the time they catchin' up, we smoked it up
And my eyes be red, my lips a lil' dark
The Lou is more
posted by my door
I'm from Da No
Yeah I stay Polo to the floor
Ooh, my money long, I cut my homies short
From Golden Acres, what it is
It really ain't i'm
Came Straight off The boat
Ha
Came from the mud
Bitch I'm clean big soap lot of suds (uh Yea)
Yea my Spiff big Drip
Imma Walkin jacuzzi lil tub (uh)
fam in a mansion Pull up ghost Danny Phantom
Try to rob we hold em for ransom See I got them bags like Santa
She lookin like she wanna fuck
Lil bitch
When the lights go down
All alone and there's no one to trust but now
Cause you connect with the heavens above
Are you looking for someone to love
to get a lil green you can tell that I came up from nothing
My young niggas pull up and they get to dumping
We got the lo we pull up to yo function
We got
it, but it's cool to fantasize (It's cool)
Just like I do by old girl and these hands of mine (Woah)
Gripping on the titties, ass, and her thighs (Oh
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
like ta rob but the others like to trap
Man I ain't have no connect so I went out stealin bags
Florida baby imma hot boy but I serve revenge cold
I be
Like wifi
Turo
Menace on the beat
Bitch I'm the connect like wifi
Pull up and I dip like drive-by
Soda that I mix like Tie-Dye
Might just whip
Big Shit Talker 4
Nigga thought that he was gonna rob 4
Got whacked in the process
Fully automatic, might catch fed time
Get caught with this uh, 4
You take a Perc' and I take two, I be high
Hey (I be high, hey)
Shake time, lil' nigga, well, by now
I don't even like weight (Well, by now)
I ain't
We got a vibe
I can tell by the way that u look in my eyes
I been dead fa so long now I feel so alive
Cuz the shit that we got u can't find at Vlive
and had the mask I was in that ass
That circle show no mercy when it come around and give it back
Go rob him for that cash I was down up on my last
Like
these bands on my wrist
I pull off with that loud
Let see if it could draw
You walk around with that sack then
My niggas they gon' rob
I put Louis on my
in the dirt
Got dhett shit up for the low, try to rob me, you get murked
Glock stay attached just like, it's a perk
I ain't playin' with dem lil' boys,
move me
All my designer by Louis
Half a M in the suitcase
Cartier got blue face
Check out the jewelry
Aint no cap in my rap
Nigga can't give me no dab
my mama out to the Bahamas
Distracted by the commas
Fleshing out the snakes and the piranhas
Lil shorty came from Gaza
She want me to take her to my
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