Lyrics:
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I shoot at the stars, strike a pose (grrah)
I walked in this bitch with a coat
Yeah, yeah, I want the fetti
Die by Lil Keed, yeah, I'm thug
'Bout to get into some aerobics
Some gymnastics do your warm ups and that
Touch your toes and that
Haha follow after me
I'm flexing uhhh
Know lil
hindsight is clear as fuck but tunnel vision haunts me
Always dialed in never dilated, marquee
Quick select delete your ass, you toxic like a Sharpee
I got
on, ion really freestyle
But nigga in the meanwhile
I got ya bitch in my coupe, me and Lil Snupe
'Bout to party ya bitch, show her what to do
'Bout
the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my
Hey, say lil' buddy
Come love, good god
With your sugar brown hairs
Girl my [Incomprehensible]
Where you at y'all
With my coolness I roll with my
Aye, you don't want none
Let my niggas rob you I'll let them fuck you up
Let my niggas rob you I'll let them tie you up
My niggas will fire you up
move they as flaw as it get
I'll rob you put the squad
Introvert by nature not that i don't like people I'm just kind of throwed off
Feel like everybody
'm all on my own just know, Lil Tanaa I'll still be that nigga
Your touch, your presence, I'm missing your kisses
Passing the time that shit got me
them cuddles on them cold cold days
Man I miss your kisses on my darker days
But you got up and left
And you settled for less
We don't really talk
On my
fiz-ind out?
How can ya fuck a playa, playa haters better listen close
If you try to buck me, bitch, I'm outie with your fucking soul
Yes, the devil's
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I saw your eyes your eyes fall
You didn't wanna cry
So you kept your eyes closed
I could be great i'm on my way
If I
the same gang (gang bang)
I'm tougher than Suge Knight (gang bang)
Fuck with me you'll get shot, hoe (gang bang)
Might fuck around and lose your life
to sink the whole ship
Niggas know we ain't cappin', give your ass the whole clip
Know the jackboys, they on it, remember them days I used to rob
That's
on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin' it all of my
diamonds looking like pikachu
Lil baby tryna know what we could do
Maybe Fly her out for a week or two
Your shorty she want me, but i cant be cuffing
can bitch and get killed with your bitch ass
Lil' bro got blood on his shirt with his Crip ass
Go write a diss and get murked, don't do shit ass
your gung ho got'cha niggas by your side
And the topic of your every conversation's let's ride
But let's take 5 and then put that shit aside
But you
you got a rope to hang yourself
I rob for self, from Brooklyn, where else
Fat like a Lexus coupe, I'll rip your troop
Not even Lois Lnae could get
on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin' it all of my
on my shit I think her name was Lita
Member I told u tht lil bitch was a eata
Just by the way she done walked like a diva
Scoop up ur bitch fucked tht
wanna be your friend
And I don't trust you
One thing I hate about a sucker
They always end up gettin'
Offended by my hustle
And I put it out on the line
I'm Lil Tay-K, I don't think you want no action
You want action, you get turned into past tense
Your boys deep? Well let's get to subtractin'
Rob
Van Dam the man inside
That you gave your hand to drive
I'm so sick I spit flows
With a whole infection
Time's hard and niggas gotta split
The O in
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