Lyrics:
stop my Rasta (Roster)
With dreadhead posture
I Take yo bitch out to Red Lobster
I'm just tryna do the best I can
Ever since the age of seven knew I'd be
She like why you ain't kiss me, I just kiss my teeth
Throw that ass up in circle like this Krispy Cream
Man I’m rapping like my ankle come witta battery
why you ain't kiss me, I just kiss my teeth
Throw that ass up inna circle like this Krispy Cream
Man I’m rapping like my ankle come witta battery
So,
year I was busy countin' a mill
I moved out da hood and now my house is on a hill
And I ain't takin' shots, bitch, my jewelery all real
First class
him
Nigga actin' like a bitch, doubt he fire, he too feminine
I got Runflats on my tires 'cause we in this shit
Five glicks, we be 4-7 'cause we in
average gang bang hustla
Kickin' up dust
When I bust
Ryde sumthin' ya
Chorus
Pucker up and kiss your ass goodbye
All you none Rydin' mutha fuckas
kiss em goodbye
Run up my paper and go to Dubai
Shoutout my cali men cweb and ky
Fat doodione ina back gettin high
I'm fuckin wit plug we locked in like
girl getting naughty
She with bosses count your losses
You going kiss her ass goodbye
She good as gone move around
Before it go down
When gangsters in
Want to double team me
Triple double get what I want
Like I own a genie
Aladdin, my bitch look like Jasmine
Fuckin' with that nigga and you know he told
the fuck up!
I got a bitch named Nina and I tuck her
I leave a nigga hangin' like ya mom's muffler
Snuff her, then my boys follow up
Respect like
"listen, you (cough cough) listen, you communist son-of-a-bitch!
You better get your ass down there for your fuckin' physical,
Or I'll see to it that you
years old I had my first kiss by a girl I didn't even like
Seventeen years old Anger and sadness,
Feeling all bottled up, shouted at my momma
And Canceled
raining outside, chill, listen to the drizzle
Now kiss my chest, call me Superman
Pull down my boxers by the Calvin Klein band
Wash it, enjoy the flavor,
prayer went
Four hundred years later still dealing with the same shit man
Now they kill us while they pose for the cameras
Police fill my body with holes
I
his bitch-ass right
Lando got like thirty on his neck
On some light shit
He asked where the plug was, I told him
"By the light switch"
Bitch, I got
Hold up I keep talking shit but nobody listens to it so I gotta open up ears
7 Years I've been doing this a sour taste in my mouth
7 Years I've been
in my ass
I can't trust a bitch she won't play me like a violin
Yeah my cousin slimed me out so I ain't fucking with my kin
Yeah my youngin' he 11
Yeah
I take y'all way back
Seven years old, I'm lookin up to the gangstas in the hood
Cause to me and my cousins, yeah, they represented good
Yeah
I take y'all way back
Seven years old, I'm lookin up to the gangstas in the hood
Cause to me and my cousins, yeah, they represented good
can set the table, (Bitch)
By fourth grade, I was kinda labeled by being some type of trouble maker
I would always crumble papers
Throw 'em at people
license, been suspended, for about five years
The system got my ass in the jam
Can't even ride to see my fam in Alabam'
I get petrified everytime I see
of grass
You an atheist
That's cap
We all holy
While we pass
That's the old me
He has passed
Hope she loves me
Like my last
Tell my ex
To kiss my ass
civil
Keep it real or keep it away bitch its that simple
Crazy how you get a lil money and they'll ass kiss you
Asked my girl to use her nail
Push this
my city clean while you was talking 'bout beating a nigga's ass
That shit is wack, long live backpack rap
Fuck these Monster drinking, new age
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