Lyrics:
(That's the name they gave you)
Mix the lean, now that's dirty Sprite
(Nigga what'd you call it)
LB, ride a dirty bike
(Trap house going crazy)
Yeah, I
Might take back street hidden house
Got sports car like like his garage is gym
Two sapphires on your neck that's his precious gems
Now AMG it's in boy
Listen homeboys don't mean to bust your bubble
But girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble
So next time a girl gives you the play
Just
want no scrubs now
Not too long ago
I used to blow up this bitch phone
Went to that open house
And was surrounded by white folk
Now I'm with this baddie
I need a bandage from the
Damage and heavy wrist wear
(Flashing) Doctor says stop, but I don't care
Fuck I'mma floss till I'm out of here
(Flashing)
slipping, run your shut, another nigga got beat
In the cut, the liquor house, trap house, gambling spot
Young nigga, shoot his gun, now the place is extra
should try and stop and start
The Blood rushing through my veins
Oh now I'm
Now I'm standing
In a mosh pit
Surrounded by friends that I barely know
Broken
Ever since Jill got Jacked I'm the nightmare before Christmas
Don't want me in the house please don't put me on your gift list
Beats dark and slow
how I taste on his face
Grab Me by my waist and he take me to space
Oh yea keep watching but don't try to stop me.
Oh yea you lucked up and caught my
before
Tryna chase these dreams by all means that’s on everything
I been down it's not a secret
Now I’m peakin
I took mushies with a goddess
Cuddled
the things that I know
Should be flying by now
But my spirit low
Just need to find the right kind of energy flow
Body, mind, and spiritual
I've been waiting
pretend
Look at you now, writing your thoughts
Shut up! Your lies got me twisted in knots
Don't yell at me you're the one lying to God
But the last time we
Way down below
Forgotten and ignored
By our neon leaders
Our souls have run dry
Now left to die in the undercity
We dwell in the shadows, waiting,
landed in that New York City Cover Band, without out a plan
Where everyone is measured by they rubber bands
I'm bummy as can be, oh me oh my, they tell me
recharge oh wow
Bad energy far away please don't try me
Chilling on holidays with friends and family
Say that I'm cheating it's all perfect timing, all
AND YOU DON'T STOP!
ALL THA LADIES C'MON!
(Rock On!!)
Here we go yo here we go nah
Somebody in tha house you
got dance all night!
ROCK ON ROCK ON!
AND YOU
Can't believe I still avoid East Side
Even though I know that you don't live there now
Lately you're the only thing on my mind
And I can't stop
a nigga nowhere
Diss big smoke, now you're getting nightmares
All I ever hear is this year's my year
But you never turn up, I know you don't really care
up you get
See, I found out quick, don't say shit
Just take care of yours, and handle it quick
Yeah, it don't stop for Biggie or Tupac
And now, our national anthem!
It's going down, West Coast
A toast to the Coast, West Coast!
I got my nigga Mack 10 up in the house from
stressed my heart could stop
Man, I shred through every verse like Wolverine
But I got visions of myself on the silver screen
I just leave my house, I'm
niggas like I'm Melly
Nigga stop me; I get big uncontrollably
I get more bread; I got, I go big, Ali
Nigga እንተዛዘን
When I tell you, "don't cross my lane,"
[Saint Dane: 1 ]
I don’t give no fucks, i don’t give no fucks, (nah)
She tried to pop out to my house but i don’t fuck (ew), that lil hoe a thotty
(I hope y’all enjoying these songs right now,
Cause Lil’Traffic put them all together by himself,
Distributes his own music, and does his own
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