Lyrics:
chilling like Hennycoolada
Dropping the top call it Lala
Jetting away with the fly by
Swerve in my lane it's not game you know I'm balling like Jordan
ho
I know
I don't know
What makes me so ungrateful
But why know
Do you know
Can somebody just take me home
I'm right on the edge
Can't do this again
I
BOODED I can’t even speak
But soon as I can
I probably tell you
(OUTRO):
Adderall
I pop that shit by the four
And if he speaking on me
He can get
aint hittin like this
Nah
Nope
Nooo
You can't come slide in my vip
Young fly nigga can't stop me
Yeah I look good Im cocky
Big butt
Big thighs
Fuck
mother struggle tryna get you fly
Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches get you by
Never begged your homie for the truth and still a nigga lie
If I was born
gone Lift
An Empty song
Need a Riff
you complain
Because your musics
Getting beat by a kid
I'm making Thunder
So Low Key (Loki) Like Thor's Brother
ever think that we're steppin' out of here,
You ever think you're gettin' up, down, around or in,
Huh huh, you better think again, my friend
Because
the closest will follow
Everyone in here, trying to be, designed to be
And I left something by the door
For you to pick up when you get back home
But now you
an ordinary woman
But why I can’t stick to the plan?
I don’t understand
Why I can’t submit when I can
Not go missing again
You don’t really need that type
ever think that we're steppin' out of here,
You ever think you're gettin' up, down, around or in,
Huh huh, you better think again, my friend
Because
But if it helps we can call it love, yeah
It's only looking up from here, yeah yeah
I know you wanna fly again girl, yeah yeah
We rolling on that love
of my craft
All solid, no crumbs, hand-crafted by hand
I still don't dance, don't bite my tongue for nobody
You could either fly away or come do
of them
My heart is breaking for you little lamb
I can help you out
But we may never meet again
La La La La La La La La
Dragonfly fly by my
'fore you can't do it again)
I just wanna make the most of what we got
I'm only here for so long, so let's get lost
A few more days until I fly
Oh wait to go home
Now I found myself a crowd of one
A red hornet on a fly screen with his big stingers on
He said: " Play me something, something I
alone
Now I'm going home
Now I'm going home
Star struck undercover can't identify me
Tall pale lil' baby yeah I think she like me
You can come and find
"What have you learned?" That I can't go on without you
"What have you learned?" I must have been a fool to ever doubt you
I'm ready to meet him
a piece of cheesecake like Puff did
You chumps can't afford these homes
Look around I got forty clones
Now look down, that's forty stones
And that's only in
the sheet for the cover, sucka
I'll repeat myself again, with K Dilla's Delights
I'm Dame Lillard at the buzzer, buster
What's up, I promise you I can't
this is my butter
While these dudes are chicken with nothing but filler
I make a crowd go bananas like some fucking gorillas
I ain't like these wack ass
Zycon and Erti, this is our negativity
Mafia is ready to go out again
We fly into the club
After the tape, you think about how to live
Erti and Zycon,
when you coming home"
I don't know if I am
Your momma says I don't really care
She mad cuz I don't want to be her man
I want to execute my plan
Cuz I
onion glass, ain't talking ruffles
You can go on ig live and flash your money and your life but stupid bitch just can't believe her butter tasting like
been apart.
But it can’t ever be the same, again.
But I know, we will meet again.
You showed me how to heal,
with music and words.
Our love was for
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