Lyrics:
ain't rolled up,
let's mix sex with the weed smell
[KIM:] then ride me nigga like you do them V-12's
I'll be yo SLK and you can drop my top
[SHORT:]
And they know that I get
Flyer than an acrobat
They can't see me from the back row, back
I shut it down with my clique though, clack
I know what I don't know
bitch to get paid to bust flow, I come for the gumbo
They know me for kickin' they ass from here to El Segundo
Let's get ready to rumble!
Shit sparks,
One thing about me I always need my medicine
Ice world shit so the cold gonna let us in
Mix the rick with the vetements
I need a plane jain he need
let it show
Tell me who's real
'Cos I don't know
He takes control
No moving fast
(No moving fast)
He calls me by his last
(His last)
Don't mention exes
can you put me in
The mix so I can get me some shine
"Don't you see I'm real busy and I'm
Pressed for time just leave it on my
Desk and if I get some
cemented, never
Left. Used to sell it by the ounce. Don't go openin' your mouth
The homie hit me up like, "can you fuck with me?" Got the
Pack for the low let
hoes at the club ready to pack they shit and go
Don't trip baby
After the club you can jump off in my whip baby
And let a nigga get a sample of them
don't condone this"
On the back of the bike with Alpo
Doin' a buck down one-two-five, hopin' to stay alive
Favorite spot rooftop
Me and Big chuckle
girl next door. I was like, Oh are you going out tonight? Let me get ready. Ready,
Fuck that bitch. Right
Like this. My hair takes hours to do and I
in that car
Lotta pimping from start
Let me not get too far
Let me show a peak at our star
Aye
Was baby
Lotta trips and they phasing
Monoliths and they
true
Can you vibe with me get intuned
No I'm not rude i just never play by the rules
Let me pick ya brain you the student
I'm the school
I can tell you
that's your life
That's the type of shit I'm on
Let me see you get 'em on
Back it up a bit, yeah that's it, 'cause I can see your thong
Caramel skin
that's your life
That's the type of shit I'm on
Let me see you get 'em on
Back it up a bit, yeah that's it, 'cause I can see your thong
Caramel skin
Woken up by the horn of an SUV
I said "see, too beautiful to let you sleep"
You're my sunshine (you're my sunshine)
You're my moonlight (you're my
on the corner, don't let the pigs get you
Not like these fools who don't comprehend
You end up doing a twenty-five bit in the pen
You got that? Getting your
Come to getting paper I'm right in the mood like let's get it
Gone off the perks I won't bust when I'm in it nah
Cop me some work than I dump til it's
good
Hair long, nail long, money long, too
Get a bag, spin it, make it back time two
I could never let nobody tell me what to do
If a nigga get
a disorder
Check my swag, pen and pad, mic, and recorder
I'm in the kitchen cookin' up mane just place your order
What you need mix it up til you niggas get
If the meek shall inherit the earth
And not the weak
Let me inherit the street, fuck it
You know what I mean?
I mean I love life man, you know
the rip and ain't gotta talk bout it that thing on my hip lets go, I been feeling I been killing everybody they ain't with me on the flow
I been killing by
on this
We didn't get here on accident
Don't make me bring out them racks again
Your two best friends are some savages
Damn, how many days has it been?
a Jerry curl, so
Take it off, bend it over let me see it
I'ma break you off, you know I'm bout to blow this cheese
So baby take it off, bend it over let me
everywhere Gucc go and get the camper
White girls too ohh Julie Annie Amber
Can I squeeze your boobs
Let me see your boobs
Ain't none of these bitches
On my
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