Lyrics:
push you aside then dagger like Michael
Might give you a shrug, give you a dap but don’t show know love
Don’t fuck with they Skyy, still making it rain,
with their youth
Accelerating to escape the 2602 zoo
Orange light adrenalin, I push the pedal in
Drop the clutch and take it up a notch we hit eleventy
go way low
It's gon' be no bueno, days go by - they drop like J. Lo
They don't make no peso's now they handle bricks like LEGO
Think their fatal, but
deepened
I don't even think I gotta hustle on defense
You you you went right off the deep end
Look in the eyes of a dead man
Lie awake at night by the bed
None dee bitches ever could date with me cause I'm in love
Know these niggas watching my plate, they hoping I drop crumbs
Cause I gotta keep workin' it,
drop that confetti
Enough of that rhyming, I'm drifting off on a quarter dank, quarter drank
Thinking bout when I got busted, I took a win against 10
autograph on a napkin?
Oh, that's odd, I just happened to run out of tissue
Yeah, hand me that, on second thought I'd be glad then
"Thanks, dawg, name's
goddamn autograph on a napkin?
Oh, that's odd, I just happened to run out of tissue
Yeah, hand me that, on second thought I'd be glad then
"Thanks, dawg,
in the back of a Mustang
With style and finesse I'm never second best
Drink beer for breakfast pass any piss test
Mai Tai's no tie dyes I don't red by
tho
Cocaine flow like the mf narcos push Big bales they coming up out El Paso
Got ten girls whipping work all in castle
Silicone titties ain't
shit on yo bih
Push one button wanna start my shit
Rip Dolph never flipped no brick
Never seen a mob make hits like this
Money gon stack nigga flip by
And, it's t-shirt land
When niggas ain't playin'
Got a chrome Glock got it cocked
Red dot on yo' knot
As I pop
Nonstop
Till you drop
Pronounced
we make the music pause
We sliding for real like we play baseball
Drop them racks he a be gone by the morning (10 Racks)
2 23s Ian talking about Jordan
Push play on the tape and start vibing
Now I’m riding, competition probably hiding
Much love to the side team
And the Saidi’s
So exciting, they’re
the presidents
By my lonely
Raw paper Zaza got me hazy
Drop top v12 not a 10 speed
Dripping like faucet bad bitch on me
She gonna let me grease
Cause I swizzy
Like, bitch, I can't, no, but I gotta I got no choice, gotta go full throttle
Come with what
Come with a regatta Drop a couple hundred on the second
second to nobody you gotta be joking
They say I'm arrogant
Well so what fuck niggas emotions huh
I know that you know that every i drop can take the show
side to side
Now let's breathe a few more times together
Breathe in, hold for 3 seconds, and exhale from the belly
Now drop your neck and swing it from
Flashing red sirens and horns
Countdown ten seconds till launch
Gear up get ready for war
Not here to play anymore
Yeah feel it now
Heart beating
scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so
Seems like only minutes had passed since our last chance to see each other
The years fly by so fast, we dash right past through one another
We say
it down put it round bouncing threw your town like
Uh bang first play second aim first prey second make dirt day heaven
I'm a crack baller straight
the windows Tinted
Owning my place can’t be no Tenant
You ain’t gotta check the score by the way I Ten it
Air to the thrown like the seat is vented
Gotta break
bang
Big bang, bi-big bang
It's gettin' bigger by the second
Check it
OK, I'm here to rock the tugboat and bare the others farewell
I shook
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