Lyrics:
you going to? (straight)
Do you know?
With my best friend
7-11 (yeah)
We go legend, we go legend (yeah, yeah)
We go legend, we go legend
Click! Snapshot, to me your rap's not
That hot like a fat rock off a crack spot
In the back got a stable,
That's able to crack a bitch with
even play like that
What it takes to get to the top
You niggas mad told the bitch kick rocks
I'm the trending topic I'm the hottest nigga out
I'm an OG 7
by, then days went by, then days went by
Here I am
Yeah
I was ? since we was little niggas son since we were seven
Armed robbery, first degree, my
, then days went by, then days went by,
Here I am
I Knew Shawn since we was little niggas son since we were seven
Armed robbery, first degree, my man did
excuse me while I get this off
Tech is lost, read this then accepted naught
Gave the game this, 20 years of Strange shit
And I still retain this sick
The cherry Land Rove' (Skrrt)
We used to rock Pebble Beach
And then we came home (Ah)
Hit the back of his head, now his brains gone
(Boom boom boom boom boom)
Bye, bye... bye bye... bye... b... bye! Bye bye
I wish i wish i wish i wish, i wish i wish, wish i Wish, wish i Wish, i Wish I
Little girl 4 years
bitch a horse
Soon as I hopped off the porch
I started flaming that torch
He shoots! He scores!
As soon as I walk in the door
Swoosh
I score
I send my
years
I ain't just got ends, I end careers
Cosigned by the allmighty pac
When I drop science like? I'm not lyin'
Put a scar on your face like Simba's
buzz
That's a light year
And I got 29 bitches
That's a leap year
29 Bitches
I got 29 freaks
Booked the telly 7 days
I'm in that pussy all week
Plenty ass
bitch
And I know they stay hating
(I know they stay hating!)
Been Doing this less than a year
And the flow super sayin
(Ahh!)
The difference between us
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11. The 12 king pimp commandments!
Uh
It's pimp gator
Peep the ?
A king pimp's been here for years representin'
, scooby doo,
And guess what, America, we love you
'Cause you rocked and a rolled with so much soul,
You could rock 'til a hundred and one years old
I
on the side, nigga name on the thigh
Bitches sayin whack bitch them flowers on the side
I told er bye bitch, bye bitch
You can never fuck with my bitch
She
set it, just checkin your mic
Droppin hot shit I like
So throw up your hands bitch, run your ice
Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth
By
years old
We had daddy problems
Hope he never knows
Problems started when I spark the stove
Packed my bag and I ain't been home since
On my big dog shit
it fucked up 'cause Sauce calm wit his grandma
'cause I'm like baking soda bitch, I'm armed with a hammer
And when I'm strapped fool, fuck your brother
not a block
That you rock so put Down the fucking little act bitch
Before you get fucked up by the real motherfuckers yeah
I don't know why these
Click! Snapshot, to me your rap's not
That hot like a fat rock off a crack spot
In the back got a stable,
That's able to crack a bitch with
You know how we play
7-11, 4-Tray, rollin' them dice every day
Trap with the K, choppa gon' spit in your face
Put your deuce deuce back away, turn
good bye and by the way im 15
Always be on go mode so not there aint no stoppin me
You better check my temperature aint no one as hot as me
Last year i
get your shit spilled
Timmy when I'm on the block, Manu when them with them euros drop
Tony, I float this bitch, Kyrie, how I move the rock
Mr. Dame,
the neck of the freaking exorcist
Bitch, I said that this mask ain't for hockey
Hate Versace, Versace, I got Münchhausen by proxy
I'm making you sick, don't
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