Lyrics:
fuckin' bio, I'mm K-I-L-L-E-R no typo
I'm a dino, I'm a K9
Nigga that don't give a flying fuck about another clique but us
Who fly as us? We flyin' up
Who
của tao cho đến sự thật Nah rất thích xào trộn
Mà mày xào tới, xào lui một hồi hoá ra mày xào lộn
Tao có việc làm, mụ nội thằng nào nói tao ăn trợ cấp
bout it mayne
We way over here
Up out your range
Don't try to be G
That's not your thang
You try me G
That glock gon' bang
K-I-N-G that's
as drunk as us
Bring it back to the thang
Put it all in the bank
Bring it blown round thang
Let er'body get rang
Just screw you,
Drop that mothaf**ka (drop
money
She pop that thang, she get that
That money's fallin' like rain
I'm VIP that's champagne
I'm K I D do my thang
And yes, indeed, I got change
thing for a thottie
Who can pop pop pop that thang so naughty
Other girls can't top top top that forty ounce bounce
I'm a pounce like a dog on toy
Booty
nigga fuckin' garbage
Niggas know that I'm the hardest
I swear I'm the hardest that ever recorded
See me I do my thang, I'm in my own lane
If your money
Call me a spy, A.K.A incognito
I just get to my shit And I shoot thangs like free throws
U and me Is not alike
We all equal But I got a bigger mind
Percocet I gotta thang for you
Know bitch named Molly gotta thang for you
Yeah bitch you wanna party brought that thang for you
Hell yeah, Mary Jane
come from
Pass that bubble thrax and put this bean on your tongue
Now everything was gravy til your bitch came in
Bout the same time that that thang
a minute but by then I’m switching lanes
Up in the dirt there’s so much powder inside of my nose that it’s starting hurt
Swerving through traffic my habits
good
I'm off from token more like Masta Goden
I'm iceberg slim, cause I'm cool like that
I'm gee like that, a girl-handed gat
It ain't no thang for me
second to nothing
And you know that silence come second to bluffing
And you know that dying come second to loving or living
I get it, I f**k up my words
place that's right for me
B a y a r e a
Pop my P's all through the bay
O a k l a n d
This the town come ride with me
Popping my P's while riding in Buick
To give it to you plain and simple, 'cause you know it's played
Holla at 'em Doggy Dogg, go and do that thang (go ahead)
OK son, I'll tell ya like my
for myself
Young black man
I'll change the world for my fuckin' self
Tarrot cards and palm reads
I'm in the stars
They sayin' L I L' G and Ham
Finna pop
to flex
A nigga raised to plot and scheme
And everyday live for the pop that thing
When it comes to this crack cocaine
I put that thang to side of your
Got that very good taste
Good kush it take
Look at auntie doing her thang
Dont trip let em be great
Earthquake they love that bass
Good vybez only im
but I still keep that thrax on me
I'm a the shit in East Atlanta baby ask about me
Pop one pop two two halves that's three
Ain't no waffle house baby
I just wanna hear you say
Give me that Molly Pop Pop Pop
I know you wanna feel this way
Every time the Molly Pop Pop Pop
I just wanna hear you say
more 'Tron, if this your song
Won't you gone over there and do that thang
Don't be 'shamed by that booty, body, do it shawty, you been naughty
I just beat that one thang and can't speak about it
Them oops in yo circle run they teeth abut me
Mentioning guns in y'all songs but won't shoot
of love, no lie
Appreciate you more, as time goes by
When it's truly true, it don't die
I see you in L.A., I see you in NY
I see you in the A, I see you
someone's gon hit a lick
Know that I be puttin' that thang on and I ain't talking rick (nuhun
Portal traveling in all black they mortified by the drip
Run
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