Lyrics:
Stupid ass bitch
Fuck you and your stupid lil' sis
I ain't give a fuck if you snitch
I'm just tryna be rich
Stupid ass bitch
I'm just tryna be famous
to be music that did it
But then again times have changed man, who are we kiddin'?
I'm managed by my friends that I grew up with
I'd rather give that
to making the subwoofer bust
Like that Lil Jon Bia Bia beat
Ludacris I'm Chyna Whyte, I feed the streets
I seem to be, on a rough path to easy street
I
I'm 'Tryna lock in this bitch keep on talking
Big body Benz you'll never see me walking
She came with a friend let's get this shit rocking
I step in
called it was picked up by a man
I called again, she picked it up and said hey that's just a friend
Bridge ( VE )
You know, I know what you been up
called it was picked up by a man
I called again, she picked it up and said hey that's just a friend
Bridge ( VE )
You know, I know what you been up
homey on that weed though
Baby on them molly whops blinded by the weed smoke
We come from them streets ho, I stay on that ignant' ish
Aint nothing
get scammed by no man yuh
See its funny how relationships
Turn you into another
(into another)
Cause I thought you were my best friend
My homey my lover
ground
If I call her lover
Will I soon discover
That her eye is taken
By some fawning friend
Then my glass would shatter
And my mind would
The streets of the city
Are headlight white filled with rain
All the cobblestones glisten
Down by the river
Out on the highway
There's a lonely
they know is the streets, its contagious
When I get to preachin' they tell me to save it
My lil nigga, he out catchin' bodies
And I know someone who just
the day
I can't be fuckin' all these hoes
And I can't be makin' friends
Them be yo foes
You don't know they hatin' on the low
I'm that lil nigga from
forever, just stay by my side
And I get, I gotta big heart
But I can't see my brother crash out
He got him a lil daughter now so he gotta grind
He been up in
’m sick m tired of love
Whenever we beefing u telling the streets hop on the internet wit it like really that shit there is weak so must I repeat
of my hooded mink
She can tell I'm from the hood by my body ink
Felonies on my record 'cause I'm from the street
Born broke now I'm traveling on Louey
is a killa for sure but in the booth
You wanna pose with a real gun?
Screaming, like Lil Jon? (OKAY)
Who's your role model, Ted Bundy?
You know mine is
Don't buss that nut, If she acting all drunk
Feeling Lil Jon turnt off crunk
Heard yo mixtape put it on shuffle, that bitch ain't mixed right damn it's
she squirtin
El Diablo's favorite person
Second is Lil Nas X
Got blood on my shoes and you're next on the list
Sometimes I feel like the White Girls
Everybody no was shaking when it comes to them birds
I rep Southside louisburg n...ga you heard
6 street that's my family for life understand
Country Jon
a lover and I'm not another lil nigga out here
Is you outta your mind
Keep tryna kill me if I die in Philly
Confetti gon fuck round and fall from the sky
All I want is power
Get this, get this money by the hour
That power, that power, that power
All I want is this power
Money brings me this power
All
a lover
I've been down for the come up
But you've been down for another
Told you no one like me, baby
Sippin' on bright red lean
Sippin' on bright red lean
too much though
I know I look funny
Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
I seen a man, I said, "Howdy friend
I guess there's just us two"
He
me about it
Well, the whole thing started at three o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I
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