Lyrics:
yelling, "Woo"
So before you die let's see who can out-petty who
With your corny lines (Slim you're old)
Ow, Kelly, ooh, but I'm 45 and I'm still
up in the Wraith, hit the plug on the way
100k on the face, keeping Ms in the bank
AK by the waist, no I do not play
Get familiar with the money,
I'm a rude boy
Somebody go tell Rihanna to call me
I wanna turn up & then have a party
To the Ozarks but I am not Marty
Ask me if I wanna hang I say
of bands on Celine
Nigga, I spend me some bands on Celine The reason I'm tweaking, I'm geeking on Ps
Don't underestimate me Don't underestimate me
I do not
do not disturb
Higher than you but I ain't on the purp
(Waiting til the sun come)
Do what I want like I'm Uzi Vert
I'm like Rihanna man, putting in
good like all the time
Got ps5 and on the guys
Her bedsheets was Calvin Klein
I'm finna start comin' over
Her lemonade always colder
Got
truth with no cap
Like the gold on my teeth
That's real
That's not cap
I don't know about you
But I know bout us
But we over here living
I don't know
account, you hate anon
Who the fuck do you think you hatin' on?
Like price tags, rippin' labels off
'Cause I'm not a rapper, I'm a savior, dawg
So now I'm
virus or not
But you know
I'm still sick in the mind
ATM we going worldwide
I just hit up Walmart
No I ain't looking for no ps5
Give me all the TV's
Applied for jobs then I get those emails
Didn't get the job so I might sell sea shells
Try Selling sea shells by shore
Im trying to get rich not tryna stay
irreplaceable? Bite it (that's overkill)
'Till I kill over like somebody stuffed roadkill and
Ebola in my bowl of oatmeal, you know the deal
I'm not about to sit
what I do.
Come walk in my shoes, And see the way I'm livin' if you really want to.
I got my mind on my money and I not goin' away, ay.
So keep
Real niggas don’t rap like baby face
Ima savage don’t be fooled by the baby face
Bitch
CLB LEMON VERSE
I’m the one with the Ps call me Diddy huh
quitting
Spending hella hours trying to pick 'em up
Looking back, I wasted my time
Going at the boy over hit 'em up
I was just trying to get attention
By
irreplaceable? Bite it (that's overkill)
'Till I kill over like somebody stuffed roadkill and
Ebola in my bowl of oatmeal, you know the deal
I'm not about to sit
bright I can see it's very clear
How does it feel to be appreciated by everybody
I'm using all my energy to make many Ps
Let me make my moves, even if that
the cause
Get a boy down and I'm getting in Ps
I love dripping in sauce
One day, I'm doing up trap
Then I'm doing up stage, still giving 'em raw
Fresh
Talkin' cash money shit
A hunnid Ps, ten keys (Maxo, Maxo)
Talkin' cash money bricks (Maxo, ok)
I ain't gotta use my pipe 'cause I could slap you like
by the name of Rihanna with me
Straight from Barbados, give 'em that flavor baby girl
Let's go
You were there for me when I needed you when my
ain't with that cool shit, I'm with that ra-ra
JAY-Z wouldn't battle Nas if Nas killed Ty Ty (he wouldn't)
Pookie rollin' over in his grave, you got him
of them man seeing ps that facts
Plug just dropped man the re
One of each
Said I'll make three of that
I'm not tryna say I'm trapper of the year
I just love
cheese
So let's talk about Swizz (Swiss)
No, let's not make up a whole bunch
Of lies to get by Cass'
No he didn't sign you over me
Let's not lie Cass'
When
like Brek if any might step
I've got the whole game tryna bury my rep
I'm ahead by much more than twenty-nine steps
Still got more than you ain't got any
by the name of Rihanna with me
Straight from Barbados, give 'em that flavor baby girl
Let's go
You were there for me when I needed you when my
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