Lyrics:
Giannis
That's real big bucks
Might as well throw it all at strikers cause tonight I'm tryna strike sum
And that's real talk
Free Unk Nate got a-whole
a dread I got shit on lock
Unk move stones like he started bedrock
On the road to the riches
And I got a headstart
Sold 16 grams for 250
Told it's
Unk,what that walk about
Been killing since like 06
Girbaud strap
Headband up on my wrist
It's hot in here go get the lunatics
I 106 & Park it
Pull up in
police
To much traffic make the whole block hot
Put the dope in truck or the trunk of the old box top chevy impala
Kitchen nigga whipping make it wala
Candy paint drip when i'm pullin out
Dj Unk off in the trunk will make em walk it out
Stephen Curry on the jersey shit i'm ballin out
You aint talking
Candy paint drip when I'm pullin out
Dj Unk off in the trunk will make em walk it out
Stephen Curry on the jersey shit I'm ballin out
You aint talking
to slow it down with you
Just chain my hands down, make love to my body baby
Baby-by-by-by
Baby-by-by-by
Baby-by-by-by
Chain my hands down, make love
night I had one suck out my feelings cold hearted fridge it
This ain’t nothing new keeping shit playa what my unk would do If I play a position in your
seeds not 4 I love my brats to pieces
Wish I could've seen my lil girl that cut ya boy the deepest
Help everybody it back fire stick my neck out
Unk how
getting dry
Kill it like a drive by
Smell that pack
When I ride by
Real talk it's not a lie
Yeah, I be that nigga
Just call me that nigga
Believe it or not
can't)
Don't argue with hoes, bitch, we grown-ups (yeah)
I walk it out, DJ Unk (Walk it out)
Got that fire on me, not fuck with Trump (got that fire)
first
Seeing yo household barely getting by that shit hurt
Still don't glorify it school just wasn't for me
By my lonely I ain't with 100 niggas it's just
you strung out on pills
Never trusted that
Trifling lil bitch to keep it real
Me and you suppose to kill
Now I'm kill it by myself
Heard you
and my niggas sick as fuck, I don't think that they cure it
Had to tap in with my Unk, cuz the dope he got the purest (Okay)
Know the weed exotic as fuck,
hard to find girl
Knowing I fucked up
But baby don't leave me behind girl
Give me one more chance to make it back into your heart
My life's an empty
Jackson
It got dance moves
I got shooters
For yo shooters
Make a false move
Then it’s boom boom boom
2 door 4 seater
Still no room for you
I’m the chosen
off your chest
Baby girl, all you gotta do is say yes
Come get with me and I'll make it worth your while
Get in between and be trippin' with a smile
to mighty morphin
If it's really on sight I don't need a warning
Make a nigga take a L before I ever forfeit
Heard these niggas sending shots like Dekimbe
ain't got no blick
Always keep it on us even if we take a trip
Mask up
What you gotta do
Never had to get into that
Trillionaire mindset even if ion make
feel like talking now
Im in a new zone
Make like unk and walk it out
But you got some good throat
I think that you should stay awhile
You
Don't
Knowwww
make it real hard to miss you
Big moves on the way and you only slow me down tryna talk another hole in my head
So Ima hit the road for sho you gotta
on the 16th
by end of the week it was ran threw I got it off quick it was easy
Plug talk straight he said need me
I said dam I ain't tryna brag
But this shit
Aye Come on, What's the talk about
He fighting for his life, no dj unk we make him walk him out
We split his ass in two gonna be hard for them
trying to hold tills to
Uncle Walk man the whole family missing you
See can't no body held it down like you do
I'm getting money DJ Unk yo' nephew
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