Lyrics:
slammed the lil broad
Mm damn wock in a Gatorade
Gone off the drank I might go on a paper chase
Ooh shit perc and a lemonade
Make a mess with the hoe had
You can't speed through
Two miles per hour
So everybody sees you
Ridin by myself
With the pistol in the do
Sipping sipping on lean
Sipping sipping on bo
at my pad
Getting it through with my familia otra ves
It's time to bail out and get out of this mess
So they don't really like my ways
And they don't
can't fuck with me)
When we chilling, bitch, don't bring no niggas up to me (that's right)
Ay, I'm in the Bay but I'm on Texas
Yeah, I send that
Boy I just swerve, tryna’ get it with a fitted never fit in on a mission while they dissing
I don’t listen
Boy I just swerve, tryna’ get it with
wit a spur
I believe in my own self
I don't need you to concur.
I believe taking that angle
Might just get you Kurt
Ion wrestle with nigguhs
This ain't
Alright now
Born and raised in Houston
That's Texas bitch get it correct
Was just a boy who avoided trouble
But not afraid to come for ya neck
I
on my hedge fund
Yea I got the roots like I'm quest love
You know I'm repping Texas
And I'm sorry for the mess ma
I was to busy getting head in a Tesla
It
ain't happening can't flip the switch
Call me by Richard I wanna be Rich I am a problem they call me a glitch
I am a slave to my dreams
I've been working
and keep it spinning
Went gold in two weeks, I'm on a spineless spree
Cause it's are-E-S-P-E-see-T for Lil Ke
Now to guarantee, with the more satisfaction
the moves, born to lose, but I still improve
Peppin' in my step, TGFTF
Mention us with kings, don't you mention no one else
I been runnin' with them dogs,
the Bull, a big chip off the old block
It ain't gotta be in Cloverland to be a Clover Gee block
Boy, we run this shit, Flip having fun with this shit
And you
liter
Don't do no procedures
I don't like to fuck with them people
They gon have to catch me in traffic
Heard when you die then it just be yo time
But
the mall, poppin' tags, spendin' bags by the thousand
Who them niggas gettin' that?
Bitch, don't ask 'cause they around us
Kickin' doors and throwin' up
stink (ew)
Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate
And she said "Lil Uzi so great" (great)
How you deal with all that hate? (hate)
Shut up, bitch, don't
a broken home n no La La byes
I can off his top I don't fuck with cops
An I can move a case an that's off tops
Mando indo middle out door
Got cash on hand
Shout out, to my man Lil Flip
Big Mo, Project Pat and the whole three six
Yea, I know about them Texas boys
Who keep a liter in the cup, and a heater in
been dranking
This Texas bitch pulled me to the side and said I made it
I been dranking
Flip the switch, this Chally yanking
I will only ever kiss
told them boys man I'm out my mind i don't know how to act
I could go back any if wanna and go flip me a pack yeaaa
I'm fucking your bitch from the back
bend over, give me erection
Off the liq, they don't know how to act
Eat her out while you throwin' it back
Here tonight , but be gone by tomorrow
I
Clean our mess up if we mess up can you hush and give the witness up.
She my lil shoota,
Oh yeah
She my lil shoota.
Oh yeah
She my lil shoota.
(she's
care less
Where were you when I was depressed
Losin my mind
My life was a mess
Feelin worthless
Yeah you don't know my life Pains or the damage that I
up with AK's, double my clip and we dip
Set trip and get hit, flip Crip or get zipped
Run with the Crips, catch me clumsy in the 6
6 rag invertable
unconcious
[Chorus]
I by the night i'm a crawler
Killing those who mess with my mind,and i
By the day ima beat up
Can't run away from a madman like me,and i
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