Lyrics:
and the guys in Kani
All the gang bangers forgot about the drive-by
You gotta get your groove on before you go get paid
So tip up your cup and throw your
provoking me to come a lil closer shawty
So let's get naughty
We can have a party
Throw it in reverse and I can remote control you body
Brain so good you
facts
MikeT
I'ma make yall feel this one, Got to
Let's get it
Keep God first and the rest will come
I done had too many scars, now the rest are numb
we from the same place
Four-hundred and twenty-one murders, ain't tryna be of the same fate
If I die and go to heaven, will I make it through
as real as it gets
And bitch I would never be hit with by intellectual weaponry
Ain't no one gon' disrespect me, or compromise my integrity
Say what my
these numbers
Where tha safe at
Now I see em runnin back
To where it's safe at
Then I come for number 1
And ain't no take backs
(You won't get yo bae
get from point A to point B by keepin' it G
Ain't no killer but don't push me
If you grab the heat you a pussy
Knuckle up and tell me how you feel,
the bank, call me Chase, run up the bank, B-O-A
Countin' these zeros, I bet that I get up
Still ran it up, even though I'm a sinner
Blessings the best when
Yeah
It's my tape, man
Listen to my tape
(I've waited, I've waited
Time went by
All I could do is cry
Silly, silly)
Woo
If I was your best
assorted like some trail mix
Shellfish, bo's by the ton like a Celtic
Selfish with this loaded gun, I get you melted
Attorney left my Co-D main feeling
or nine
'Cause on a scale of one to ten, that's how I rate your vibe
Let me be your vibrator (get it?)
Your body's slammin' like Andre the Giant
Two
The jesus christ on my neck reach to my lap
I teach you to rap in my sunday school
These bitches get a one day rule
You gotta fuck by monday, cool?
Or she
Gang
I'm wit the gang, wit the gang, wit the gang
I'm wit the gang
Pullin' up, I'm with the gang
100 Racks, it's in my hands, finna' spend
Pullin'
chasin'
When it come to money, I be racin', I'm impatient
Like brr
Baby, it's a play, can't miss it, gotta take it
I be at it by the minute, it be
whenever she need it
Trust issues when she talking
I do not believe it
Nonchalant I wear my feeling
Up under my sleeve
Don't ruin it all
Don't ruin it all
to stack
Send it up to God, I guarantee he send it back
Multiply it by a hundred times, y'all remember that
That's just a little jewel to get the monkey off
the doors off the jeep
So you know
I ain't Missing
Get up in your bag Nigga
Get up out your FEELINGS
2500
Have my HITTA
Come and Getcha
If it's not about
hollow bullets
Reapers walking what I'm told
They're going to catch you moving silent
I got sinners on my soul
I got verses never stolen left to come up
peacefully
I'm not a liability
It's been a while since we've been
Communicating like a friend
Angels would not take that turn
Together we would just be sinners
I'm the fresh prince of Vegas {ya that is no doubt }
c nigga been ballin {all my hundreds out}
Shawty feeling on me { ya she slutting me out}
My bars
loud getting drunk, feeling down in a rut
Fucked like a doe in the middle of the woods
Yeah bruh, Surrounded by bucks
But they don't really care at all
stay by my side but he still wanna dunk in the rim like McGrady
Really a hooper no time for no bitches
YUNG N8 going crazy he finna go get it
Put on for
enough to drive now
Having fun now, tipping wines out
It's getting lit, freaky side about to come out
Couldn't be lit if you remember it in
directly
A tide by the moon, it's just knotted up against me
A nexus of a magic uproots all just to bless me
Candle flames to test me, Handcuffs to arrest
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