Lyrics:
up he just was dressin janky
I’m in the booth me and Trap on that gas man this shit stanky
Got yo bitch in here and she throwin’ ass she keep
timing
Playing malcom ina middle
Wit problems i can't time it
You know im gettin better
By seconds it's no denying
Think that niggas keepin up
Pretty
screenplay Diallo or G. Floyd, we monsters, labeled, affirmation “I'm a king” to feel able, so many brothers by design grow & be an cbel, boys in blue follow
fucking world.
Bouta buy a new chain and dare em to snatch it
Truth be told, I kinda miss the action
Let's take it the mattress, we deserve a statue
Cuz
a wrap
I get creative who can switch it up like me
Oh that's right all you rappers
Claiming ain't no jealousy
Have a seat in front of me
It's katalina baby
try me, killers right by me
Nigga don't try me, boy that's
A body, yellow tips, hommy
Got her looking like got her
Looking like a model get em like
나도 추천 박네
But I just wanna rhyme 도저히 주체가 안 돼
자연스레 계속 떠올라, 하루에 수천만 개 yo
랩 할 때는 절대로 안 해, 심사숙고
복귀 타이밍 간 보는 데에다 잔머리 안 쓰고
혀 굴리는 데에만 써
나의 금, 토, 일, 월, 화,
Yo-Aye
I think niggas too busy going ghost
I'm ghosting all my hoes for what
I'm ghosting them for what
Ain't got a real reason to do it
I'm not even
Yo gang this a bop
Niggas really pressed
Tell em meet me at the top
Roll another spliff
I'm about to get them hot
Man if ya boy swing
Be with
Hard to peep a snake creeping up when your grass high
I was taught to treat the CEO like the trash guy
I been out the way they only see when I pass by
This shit is Ravage,
Ghetto lavish,
Yeah, you know what I'm saying,
That funny shit,
V Don
My nigga Dark Lo,
Tt's TCP right here,
Yo,
Time
meant to be yo wife
But I can't slow down, nigga I got my own life
So get on in, when you fit in, don't trip
I stack the dough, I run this shit, got
Yeah boi
Like I got two wheels on me, girl gon’ ride me like bike (Damn)
That’s how she sound when I pipe
She said her main nigga don’t do it right
no rest for Benzino, see I'm a stay on my grizzly
If I retired right now I know the game would miss me
But I'm a make you with my boys putting out
jumping witcha
Set my soul on fire when I kiss ya
This can't be right but still I miss ya
It feels so wrong when I ain't witcha
You a bad boy
Aunque
you do the (Macarena)
You came out the closet
And walked right into a mens locker room, and sucked every cock in the room
(Verse 4: J-Zone)
Fuck rap, I
Something about you, just so right that got me feenin'
I got something that I know you been needin
I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to keep you waitin'
[CHORUS]
know what
I'm bringing what you can't resist
[Chorus]
Yo, come on
She pulled up in a blacked out BM
Ladies and gentlemen
Little miss thug in
Keep their hands on the special
Cause they'll show you what tecs do
Them boys is drama driven, raised by the system
Listen, they bust to survive
Your
heart torn out by somebody you thought was a friend/
And now your trust is worn down or bought to an end/
No pardons can mend it, when you're darkened
kinda flippy, pockets never skimpy
Married to Marijuana with that drama you can miss me
Fifty-fifty I'm a playa, slash money maker by nature
I get that
tune mora jigar
Stand by here we go again
Just you let me wait let me know again
Ain't nobody special girl I'm jus a friend
I bet you can't
and warm
When he comes home to me I'll be right at the door.
(Stack$)
And now I'm knocking at your door miss
Open up, looking gorgeous, fly from head to toe
ain't sequel the playa moves on me makin' pay
Sayin' what I want to man, cause I'm backed up by a crew
Down wid me to clown wid me, what Flizy got work
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