Lyrics:
I pour that lean in the double-cup
4‚500 stuffed in my joggers
I got a lil' bitch in college we cuttin'
Up‚ she mix her Hennessy wit' the molly
If
Stay the fuck out my business you niggas be nosy
I stay with my brother just like Zack and Cody
I trap out the lobby just like Mr. Mosbey
Got
You're in the mix with the one and only Mr TayTookYaGirl
Bigg J Da Mann
Girls in the club sho'nuff (Sho'nuff)
Baby I'm just tryna see which one
fiends will make you learn just how to say no
Lay low
Mix the Tito with the Faygo
Plug mobile so we call him Winnebago
Written but I'm doin' it
Hop up in
Da Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Yeah, lil' fish, huh
I say, Lord be my savior
When it come to gettin' this paper
Please protect me from my haters
Just
just upped the score (Come here)
Free Lil' Fe'
Mr Hit-Yo-Block-And-Swing The-Door
(Free FeFe bitch)
I'm smoking Quis on the V
That's my favourite opp
One step back, two steps back, yadig
I step back, you step back, yadig
Tip-toe, crouch low, jump up and
Get down, get down, get down, get down, okay
got I'ma sleep on a bunk
Her buddy want lil' pockets fatter than clump
He gon' kill by the ho man that nigga a chump I ain't chasin' no ho I can't go
the dude I just dropped in
Just see what condition my condition was in
Funky funk, get low
Get that funk, with the funky funk
Funky Funk, say what
What
think I found my new inner chi cause your inner thighs taste so yummy
You came back, you want round two, my turn to start using you
I can tell by the way
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
lil boo'
Don't tell me sky!
I'm talking about u, Yeah u better decline
Cuz when u feel low, I'm feeling soo bitter!
We AIN'T taking NO LOSS
Getting
Mr. Shystie
The one who make you frown up like the lemon in my ice tea
The muthaf***a most likely
To get a tuba with the opposition in my position
be a daddy whose in the mix
And I'm gonna be a husband who stays legit
And I pray that I'm an artist who rises above
the road that is wide and filled
Drake
But still I'm dodging the fakes, keep the grass low hard to see snakes
Yeah, yeah, aye
Gotta keep the grass low for all the snakes
Me and G.N.D we
do without a switch
Finger fuck the Delf, laser tag, I won't miss
Bitch, I cut my grass, cut the snakes up out my mix
Strikin' all lil' pins
body on my arm like I'm Lil Peep
Cut the doors of the G Waggon like an OG
Fuck a fake nigga, I can die by myself
(still) i only drive in sport cause'
the Bengals playing
Back when I was basic aint think they a feel it
Made plays by the vacant was just me & Willis
We had more O's in it than Lenny Williams
Hop
She say I'm pressure told lil baby inside me of full of steam
Niggas a come around to bring you down a ends to the means
You can't hang around me if
to the metal
Go against the floor
High powered is the label Mr. Criminal
Capone young low let me get that homes
Lady P the First lady D O dub
Westcoast
to the metal
Go against the floor
High powered is the label Mr. Criminal
Capone young low let me get that homes
Lady P the First lady D O dub
Westcoast
to the metal
Go against the floor
High powered is the label Mr. Criminal
Capone young low let me get that homes
Lady P the First lady D O dub
Westcoast
to the metal
Go against the floor
High powered is the label Mr. Criminal
Capone young low let me get that homes
Lady P the First lady D O dub
Westcoast
Position shuffle like a deck
Aggressive growls by her neck
Trying to break into a sweat
Only way I cum
Gone be correct
Afterwards we lay
A lil caress
Politic
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