Lyrics:
on you
Get ya shit chewed
Diamonds on me shinin
Got em lookin like some ice cubes
The way ima pop out
They gon text me like I miss you
If a bitch got
stay strapped, and me and Prime Suspect
Been shedding tears on the block forever
Just like Big Ed been TRU forever
Mystikal, nigga, would you pop that
Bad Mon take notes
All of the man dem dunce out
No hope and pop down.
No Covid still on lockdown
In the kitchen with pots popchow
I went from owner
know
My Minds Mystikal
So girl shake that ass
Drink the Bottle
Sip that glass
Unstrap her bra
Martigras
Bout to blow like she play the brass
Swear I seen
Guerrilla walking across town beating down Blood Hounds
Y'all niggaz sound like Mystikal
Get some skills thuggin on wax I do this shit for real
BITCH!
for the capture
What you wan' do nigga
Mystikals who I'm after
Grab yo' steel and shoot
I'mma killer not a rapper
Lil' Wayne, he bout it too
I'mma
getting out of character , I fucked that girl why did you marry her
Sending shots ya way personal carrier , BOW BOW can't get saved by no barrier
Choppa big
hittin' it hard on the mix
Where's the purpose, what's the reason?
When I could stay indoors until mushroom season
Got to sit by the telly, watch the bills
on the block slangin amphetamines
I'm thinkin about my ghetto dreams on a triple beam
Ain't no, turnin back I'm way too deep
I got prices on my head by niggaz
of your mind tricks
Say I'm working out 'cause you can see my biceps
Quit lying, you want your pies flipped
And I don't even like pie
Disappear and pop
popping boy
Rap, no pop, record
They got fiend by the back up cause, backing off
With the price of crack, that could crack your jaw
Then running with
p***y so that I can pop a rubber band
Aye Bounce that yeah she gonna bounce that
Hey pop that yeah she gonna pop that
Aye throw it back yeah she gonna
You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't
waiting fo
oh pop that p***y
shake them t***s
make you get the money
let me see that p***y h*e
working fast working slow
take that p***y to the floor
knock
bounce with her, puff a ounce with her, not wise, not with
Papi chill, get sloppy, get killed by
Blood streams the guillotine f'real, yeah
Pop bottles
try to boost they sales
We put our pies on the table and our eyes on the label
'Cause them rednecks up in the mountains'll try to slay you
Call me
I ain't ever trust nobody
Everyone around me pop molly
Everyone around me in the lobby
Thinking just to catch a fucking body
I ain't ever trust
try to boost they sales
We put our pies on the table and our eyes on the label
'Cause them rednecks up in the mountains'll try to slay you
Call me
to pop me with a rocket and I can't keep my silence
Prod. by Tsurreal X Ryan Bevolo
the wise, slice the pies
Too many schemes divides, when dreams collide
Teams provide, war for the street to absorb
Stashed in the ceiling and you slept
the wise, slice the pies
Too many schemes divides, when dreams collide
Teams provide, war for the street to absorb
Stashed in the ceiling and you slept
the wise, slice the pies
Too many schemes divides, when dreams collide
Teams provide, war for the street to absorb
Stashed in the ceiling and you slept
And she move that coochi for profit
That pussy a Uzi she pop it
I'm in this bitch with Lil Tunechi, what's poppin'?
You could die on my block, nigga,
a ten thousand dollar investment
Now he's not to be messed with, makes the girls get undressed quick
He's on some big muscled chest shit, posted by
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