Lyrics:
you will only
Do three there’s no justice when
Theyre lockin up just us
The label us as thugs gangstas
And hustlas hittin me wit
Possession now im under
of yo' neck get you put in a coffin
Man f*ck all of dat shit, N*gga dats just for talkin'
[Verse 1]
Catch em by da' hook,
Have you squealin' like
of the trap and you n*ggas my peasant
She wanna f*ck gotta pay for attention
D*ck in her mouth while the glock on the dresser
Grady the gang leave you loss
IM JUMPING ON YOUR NERVES
LIKE IM BOUT TO ICE SKATE
RAP AINT A JOB
YOU COULD NEVER FIRE
HOT FIRE!
LIKE ME B!
BRING FIRE THOUGH
THE WIRE IN A HEARTBEAT
me,
I open up shop, open up shop cause I got candy
Chorus ii: he's got candy! yo eyes roll in your head,
Mo b. dick: you toss and turn in yo bed
Cause
coffin got me sick as fuck
'Bout yo' name, we gon' live it up
It be days I feel like givin' up, nigga, miss you, blood
We rubberband it by the tens
Yo what up son?
Yea happy new years man,you too
Yea but its crazy cold out here right about now man
Yea I'm jus chillin' in the coupe, k'nawm
B*tches lie a lot.
Except when they tell me that I be fly a lot.
F*ck niggas just can’t take it no more.
Niggas ain’t fly they just get dressed so
lock us up, NOT
Don't they man? (Damn)
Yo girl be poppin up, you know that man
(Know that man)
She fuckin wit a playa, belied' that man
(Belied' that, G)
chaos n*gga, you're the appeaser
You better follow th-th-the leader
Gotta pay a rack, just to book me for a feature
cin't got no money then it's hasta la
call me man
Bitch dog muthaf-cker, you's a Pomeranian
They say f-ck me, then Karma came
And since my case, I got my guns in my momma name
And since my
You wouldn't want me to unleash
The Horseman in me
You know we got you open, don't front
You know the name by now
You know what we want
Come on, 7, 6,
I was in that cell broke as hell you wouldn’t even believe me
Thinkin’ how da hell Ima pay my phone bill in three days
I ain’t got shit to eat
bullsh*t about me is f*cking dead (On bro)
You understand what the fuck I’m saying A they f*cking dead man (I feel you)
I don’t give a f*ck about nothing
Yo nahmsayin?
Yeah she'll take you out too kid
Take this shit out
A rainy day laid up thinkin' sittin' gettin' bent
Watchin' old seventy
bad b*tches with me like we in detention only way for u to win is to pay attention
I'm bout my digits you broke get up out my business
F*ck u mean
ho, ridin' through slow
Blaze through third and first and do what ya do
I done, done I done, done
Pull up and wrap the shotgun
They know me Gotti
ho, ridin' through slow
Blaze through third and first and do what ya do
I done, done I done, done
Pull up and wrap the shotgun
They know me Gotti
envy
Hate to see me but got the nerve to wanna be me
I bleach blonde em, you can't see like Ste-vie
I'm on TV, Vidbox and all that
Still in
lost my father just the other day
I'm seein' niggas get shot up, hell I got shot, too
Man, you hate me and I hate you, look what this world do
Now watch
ain't no more clean slate
When you on the hunt gotta pay your younging get it done for 15k
When you see them drums filled up with them hollows turn yo ass
and you Cardi (You Cardi)
I'm Martin you Mike Lowery (Mike Lowery)
I'm the nigga in the foreign (Vrooom)
That will take yo ass touring (Leer)
I heard all
pullin choppas out
Aint with the f*ck around n*gga I’ll lay you down
I ain’t got time to pay around N*gga I Spray you down
The Gucci’s the only thing
chestless
And ain't shit that you can say to me when you be breathless
Young, but I done did shit that you won't do
So go ahead with the bullshit you blab
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