Lyrics:
Jungle cats rise up and assemble.
You dont have to cock you glocks back
To be radical like the spot cats
So stop that, ill turn your matchbox into a box
Want me to come get you?
A Ali: Yes!
Chorus 1:
Let’s just love and vibe and vibe and love all night/
Yea I got her on Cruise Control. You can ride me
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
Balenciagas
So tell me why you runnin'?
You don't really wanna deal with me go ahead and let your guard down
I really won't feel no peace and I won't rip
Hope the LGBTQ don't cancel me (please)
Like they tried to stop DaBaby from gettin' paid
When he was talkin' 'bout how they be givin' each other AIDS
can you just give me one year
Like just give me one year, man, let me put everything into this
And if I don't get it, fuck it, I'll just submit,
many who pushed roadie before me
Ja, hit em precisely, God just don't make too many like me
Inadvertently shittin' on the Top 20
Y'all niggaz kill
Bumps on my ass from a dirty toilet seat
Pain but
I don't think they hurt as hard as me
Never between teeth, I say it aloud
And they forcing an abortion
don't like that I'm styling?
What's you never seen a black saddle riding on a Stalin?
Let it go
This that as above so below
Manifested from a vision
That
a pencil in his hand
I do a feature, don't recycle any of my lyrics
I hit an instrumental so hard breaking down the ceiling
Put me in the front, I'm
fills
20 inch wide, 20 inches high
Ho, don't you like my 20 inch ride?
20 inch thighs make 20inch eyes
Hoping for American 20 inch pies
Pretty ass
many who pushed roadie before me
Ja, hit em precisely, God just don't make too many like me
Inadvertently shittin' on the Top 20
Y'all niggaz kill
Brick by brick I laid the game down
Ever since I been FRYD I ain't never came down
I see in 20 20 my vision so clear (so clear)
I see in 20 20 my
(bracelet), don't get blinded by the ice, oh
It's not cool, Veronica slept, plus the decimal
Look at my jumper, logo look familiar? It's Power (where is he?)
fifty)
Let that pistol go when I was nineteen years old (nineteen, uh)
First time I turned twenty, I was cashin' out on gold (uh, gang)
Rich nigga
advice that I ever had
It came from my wise dear old dad
He said, "Sit down punk, I wanna talk to you
And don't say a word until I'm through
Now
insulted by the proposal
It's like they forget I'm the mogul
The trainers are in JD Australia
And that means we're goin' global
I don't wanna be
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
I wake up
I recognize you're lookin' at me
For the pay cut
But homicide be lookin' at you
From the face down
What Mac-11 even boom with the bass down
twenty-two slug to your head
Travel all the way down to your leg
[Chorus]
Ayo it's hell on earth, whose next or gonna be first
The projects is front
real, we really get it how we live
We get on heavy creel, we get on heavy pills
Me and my niggas, and my Cubans and my Haitians them
Bitch I'm from Dade
money, quick, get that shit down (bitch)
Bitch, don't you trip, don't you make a fuckin' sound
Tell me you gon' ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
Course you know I'm talkin' bout the AR-15 rifle
50 dead in Vegas and they callin' it a trifle
'The right to bear arms', yeah you don't get to take lives
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