Lyrics:
keep her mouth closed
Got some hoes that I hit on the low low
Ask about a bitch I ain't got no say so
Now I ain't the one to tell
But Tim be bucking them
Rest In Peace these mortal remains,
Head and a body, but not enough brains to keep that red stuff in the veins.
Here lies scientist Hannah Batiste
what I say
All due respects to Tim and DeVante
For makin' a track that's fat, now it's time to get paid
So pass the J, and let's get blowed away
some shake since the day that I’ve met you
Nhưng từ khi anh gặp em, nhịp đập trái đất đã làm rung chuyển trái tim anh
Always get your call when I
got pets me too mines are dead
Doggy fox minks gators that's necessary
Accessories my closet's pet cemetery
I get approached by animal activists
I
to snap when I scrap
But I can't abide
Call him "Trash" 'cause a battle
Means throwin' away his life
All that Saiyan pride gone, got you locked
In a cage
got an iron heart lately
I wrote this in Florida yea right by the bay you work every day I don't care what you say
Walked in the bank to deposit a k
That day, I notice he's posted it
On his Instagram, with the caption
"They getting married on
A hill in Malibu" By the next morning, for
Whatever reason,
’m an antisocial butterfly
[Outro Verse: Tim Buds]
And now I’m wasted miles away from you
You, I’m miles away yeah
I’ve got a little bit of money to my name now
that's layaway
Flow ghost and these hoes can't stay away
I make this shit swave, got paper to make
I'm makin' this beat, these bitches on me
And I
And I wish that I could say
Everything in my brain
But I
I got to run away
I'm going to hurt you
And then you're going to hurt me
And I'm going to feel
with these words
He said yeah I know this life's got a lot to give
But my childhood is gone
And I'm not afraid of dying
I'm gonna grab the world by
..individually, we go our separate ways
to get our haircuts and mustaches trimmed
Rockin a t-shirt, shorts with thick socks
with my boots that I nickname Tim
the feigns
Whatever you need we got it
I'm surrounded by bosses
I'm surrounded by bosses
Stay real every day till they put me in a coffin
Stay down with da
sticky for real
Take down the trap, I done did it for real
Crossed by my partners, that's envy for real
Got a feal Kodak I'm diein to live
Tellin' myself
creatures I held off on unleashing
Peep it
Ill harmonic soul symphonic chronic rhymes and it's kinda hypnotic
God, it has got to be time that
I spent writing
to fuck with this, I just hope he really listen
Promise that I got you Nigga, and I won't stop until we winning
Hold up our fist bust down the pendat, neck
What is love that shit fade away (Yeah)
Love is selfish and I hate to say (For Real)
What is drugs that shit fade away (Shit fade away)
I just
on the corner goin (ooh ooh)
Holdin they mouth shock as fuck I just had to air that boy out (get away)
And now theres blood on my tims snitches callin 1 800
I got the kinda swagger that
You ain't used to
Leanin' in my ride, bangin'
Me, I'm ridin' by you on the corner, block
I'm livin' that boss' life
[Timbaland]
Uhh, uhh, uhh - since I got bigger (bigger)
I'm over here and why'all recite Tim's my nigga (nigga)
Like I just figure (figure)
And my tracks
kid, put it in ya pocket"
Nahmean?
Make a brother feel good, word up!
Brother feel energised
I wanna dedicate this one to the game
that put me
anyway
I'm 'bout to throw them 24's on that Escalade
Still I got the Mickey T's on the Chevrolet
Z-7-1, the mere sight'll take your breath away
It's
pissy little cousin
Suckers are crabs, I grab 'em all by the dozen
You think you're hard with them hats and all that black on
You're not scarin' the X,
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