Lyrics:
When I come back, that's it
You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I
When I land, you wack niggas die
And your casket is your last hit
You wack
don't want the issue
If I fuck on that hoe is fuck on her mental
Coonlyfe forever won't switch on my nigga
Pussy ass boy u be talking
Not with the gang
and get high and pedal and push!
Organic weed, mystery weed, just purple cush!
I cut the rear weld, on my whip, and filled that bitch up
And now muscle
head on the pavement by the store lil nigga
You can come get you a bowl my nigga
448 get em gone my nigga
See that drac out then it's a go my nigga
Put
nowhere without that pole (Bang bang)
Don't go nowhere without that pole
Pull up no push up These fuck niggas be shook up
You ain't talking Guap Lil nigga
every pic and like every angle
This nigga a slatt we wiping his nose
This my status told her paint up the toes
Bitch you a brat but that's every hoe
nigga fuck out my way, yeah
I am the push that makes you move
I am the push that makes you move
I am the push that makes you move
I am the push that
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead, yeah
All my friends are dead, yeah
That is not your swag, I swear you fake hard
Now these niggas wanna
and sprinter, don't mind young nigga, he gon' push it, yeah
I don't want that bitch no more, I know that she a hoe
My gun automatic when I aim, that bitch gon'
Keep this shit too motherfucking SOLIDD
Nigga come get your hoe because she sucking my dick like I'm doing a show
Her hands in the air hands free
Lil
Bitch, nigga, what the fuck's up
(Anybody can get it)
Hoe, niggaz, go pull your skirts up
Don't think that you won't get touched, bitch
I'm in your grill
That was some September several bands by Christmas
Fuck these niggas I'm just running laps
Writing raps while I'm bussing traps
Wish I was fucking
dopefiends
Just like that dopeman, nigga what's up?
You run up with that bullshit I'll fuck yo' ass up
[Chorus]
[Lil Jon: repeat 2X]
You scared,
I can't fuck that hoe
All my ice they froze
Dripped up and I pose
Pour up and I dose
Pray to God he knows
You niggas be pussy its shows
I just bought
nigga jookin' on the back block
In the kitchen whippin' 'til my hands hurt
Foreign door, Push got the trap spot
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn
pussy smell like potpourri
By my side where you pose to be
Swear that pussy got control of me
Fuck nigga ain't no hoe in me
Hit cha block leave a hole in
the Lamb like a Charger
Get that money in the bag like a robber
When I whip it up, whip it up harder
To the young nigga rockin' the Starter
I was sittin'
I'm really on that pace
And I better have a crib by 2024 in May (I'm thinkin' Daygo, nigga)
And I'm meaning what I say
Intentional with how I move, I
I got big ol' bags, lil' nigga
How I'm doing
That's fasho
Man, these bitches tryna sip some
Wok, I'm simping bout no hoe
Nigga, I'm sipping by them
money and hop in that rolls
Hit that boy ass with a missle
I got a quartz on my rose lil nigga and no I ain't talking about crystal
I finesse all of these
[Lil Jon]
Lil Jon, East Side Boyz, Ballin-G, shit we pimpin bitch
[Bridge]
Baby I just want you to know
That I don't trust you but I need you
Cat stains all on my trues
I remember I was broke lil nigga
Now I’m ride'n round in that coop
Switching lanes on the highway nigga
Selling cocaine
knowledge
Yo girl she got seventeen bodies, can't go nowhere with that mileage
Swear to God these niggas be so fake and they be lurking
That's why I don't
of that shit little hoe
Forty on four yeah you know how it go
Little bitch ass nigga want to talk that shit
Fuck that nigga and fuck that stick
I said I did
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