Lyrics:
a believer
That I need a big trunk cause that ass a two-seater
See I'm that white rapper catch me on your speakers
Who raps about Latinas he's so thirsty get
despite of standing tall
He’s reminded of the fall and found the light to pass the fog
Everything he weathered was provided by the storm
I can snap
killin' these bitches)
Yeah, now imagine a group of little girls nine through twelve
On the internet watchin' videos listenin' to songs by themselves
a group of little girls nine through twelve
On the internet watchin' videos listenin' to songs by themselves
It doesn't really matter if they have parental
block, for real
Yeah, they stabbed bro, but then somethin' got shot, for real
Lupes said when he's home, he's back 'round the pot, for real
Cash only
man's in pain he popping pills for the healing
I'm watching em die and I can't stop the killing
Split from his girl, he ain't been the same since
I can
No girl named Brian
Not a girl named Brian
And he started to shave
And have one off the wrist
And want to see girls
And go out and get pissed
This man
day, can't let the BS get to me
Talks with God, feels like he's the only one that's listening
He told me let go of some people I loved, it was killing me
pushing through like I'm Lupe
People still hate me like I'm Ronnie 2k
All my beats and raps equal Bron and D-Wade
I could do a whole album by my fucking
coast, I'm on my Lupe
We kick, push it, post up on a Tuesday
Girl been to all of my shows, she's not a groupie
Thots, been done with the hoes, don't wanna
Kool-Aid
Feel like March Madness, we been ballin' for two days
This 40 gon' kick and push like Lupe
Steppin' on these groupies, they get dick off the duce
before Lupe was kicking and pushin
I played the city way before all you hipsters in Brooklyn
I like IPA's but drink Corona's too
I rather drink than talk
The food on my floor
I'm like EASY E LIL B it's this NAUSeating
Smell but he kicked me out the door
I'm thinking DID HE just do that
As a girl walks by
Her
crew blunts and brew for the Hip-hop school.
Girls got my picture posters, pin-ups.
want to skin up (big up, big up).
It's a race against
you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (uh-huh)
Now, girl, let's not pretend (come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (haha)
Please say he's
the ting go
I never hold a grudge I always let go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Every song I sing I got a next flow
Got my own style that's why I get girls
bitches and they won't sex
Get him, Diesel
Like Lupe, hit the bitch one time, then I skate
Kick the bitch to the curb, she was naggin' too much
The bitch
stay right, girl
And when you get on, he'll leave yo' ass for a white girl
Get down girl, go 'head, get down
(I gotta leave) Get down girl, go
stay right, girl
And when you get on, he'll leave yo' ass for a white girl
Get down girl, go 'head, get down
(I gotta leave) Get down girl, go
you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (uh-huh)
Now, girl, let's not pretend (come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (haha)
Please say he's
our eyes wide
Goofy like we painted by Pablo Picasso
Fiasco fiasco, in the mornin' hit Roscoe's
Say hi to Obama eatin' chicken and waffles
But my eyes
Look, they say tomorrow's not promised
But if it was I wouldn't get open
Wouldn't get suit's
Them shit's was made to be broken
Remember coming up
to the airport 'cause he didn't even pack
They said they want Kyla plus 100k racks
And he agreed to it all just to get his mum back
Ten hours later Shiro's back
not Diet
And your number two, with light ice
Oh, thanks, girl, can I get some ketchup?
Oh, sorry, it's in the back, one second
Damn
What?
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