Lyrics:
Either that or you be part of the plan (Uh)
Show ya how it go, out by Nijo-jo (Uh yea)
We be up on high moving through the sky (Uh yea)
Switchin' on tha
can do it so right
You could feel real good, lay your head back
Inside my ride, put your hand on the wood, good
And tell me lil' something that I
bodycam
I’ll kill a cop then put it on Instagram
See how many likes I get
See if the algorithm populate that
America said "pull yourself up by yo bootstrap"
nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)*
Balla position
Regime niggas fuck all'a ya women draped up in linen
I spit this
the pain
They gave him thirty-five years
His momma went insane
[Chorus x 2]
[Lil' Flip]
Ghetto mind state!
Coming up with no father figure
I
a race car weave thru clutchin
Trol gave chase hop gates we ducking
Those were the times Them days i loved it
Nigga flip packs getting paid by buddies
Wais man what up Act?
You brought those bitches by the other night
I liked the white one with the tit's
The blond one!
I was peeping her, can I get
the sip, bitch, I've been sippin' since Lil Flip
Dosing off inside my bitch, so, nigga, I woke up like this
I'm bringing home the bacon like a pigsty over
and come over
After that we go head to the rover
Back it up, clap it up, switch it up, change it up
Do that thing for me, Do that thing for me
Flip it
like gymnastics
Ballin like Steve Nash and
Nah hold up
Imma make the racks flip
Something like gymnastics
Ballin like Steve Nash and
And I’m drippin’,
Huh? oh yeah
Huh? oh yeah
Pour me up a four in a Fanta
Then I flip that Fanta upside down
Pour me up a four in a Fanta
Then I flip that motherfucker
My nigga I'm lit
Lit
Broke niggas make me sick
Throw up
Blowing the gas by the zip
Roll up
Gramin it OWT Imma flip
My nigga I'm lit
Lit
She thick
that lil boy textin'
I flip that girl up yeah just like a pack
Babygirl I ain doin' no sextin'
I'm stackin ma digits
I'm stackin ma chicken
What these
DJ, please
Pick up your phone
I'm on the request line
G-Unit
This is a Missy Elliot one time exclusive (come on)
Is it worth it, let me
like hiddin
tie the nigga up make him comfy inside it
me and lil chuckie still ridin, lurkin
Lil Chuckie.
ax in the trunk when we find him its hurtin
bit skin we acting real bad and we duck our boyfriends!
We done pack up our lil purse and dust off them lil wigs don't ask me what the plan is cause
my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
Don't matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Time to switch it up fo 'em
Time to flip it up fo
my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
Don't matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Time to switch it up fo 'em
Time to flip it up fo
don't get along
Wasted so much time savin' up
Money on my mind
Ain't made enough
Playin' me for mine
Won't make it home
Stayin' by my nine
My aim is on
I
your wants and needs uh
Grew up on a block where you get lectured by the fiends
Show respect, lil' nigga, take it in and let him speak
They told me, keep
But I turnt up alil
We run up alot
While you run up a lil
Shawty a oogle
Im watching it jiggle
And that shit so fat
No pokemon bitch
You boy been
get that lil' nigga, by any means
Momma complain 'bout my Balmains, but it's all sane
Couple racks in my skinny jeans (ayy)
Hit it up, one time
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
really that hot
Took her to a new altitude
And fucked her body
She ain't really wanna
Let me fuck
And get her bodies up
I told her we grown lil baby
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