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that we be on

Hope the trap ever last (last)
Got a demon on her knees, she bein' bad (bad)
You don't wanna judge me by my past (you)
Yeah, you

Solo Ride but my bitch still by my side
Late at night when u feel alive
But still not living life (Oh u might)
Man I see the light but cannot see it

rich by plan
Making stupid figures, you won’t understand
Super model, slim figure, fingers in my pants
Pull the trigger, goddamn, shouldn’t have a chance

a nigga come creepin' the block
Body drops
Off the world
Off a pearl
We floatin'
Moon rocks brighter than the sun
We tokin'
Don't get caught by us, my

listening to tunes
While my nigga stay up floating
Fly like a balloon
And the weird pants sagging
Appearance of a goon then again, they fit
Can't just bag 'em

buried
Under the seat of a kingdom
But by the blood of the flawless
God
Let this hand
Sing to arm
Let this land
Fish to sand
Let this heart
Bite the dust

me the cash C-Foe serve em by the fence
Hit a line or smoke a rock they do a lil dance
Hit my Telegram cuz you know that I'm advanced
Police scanner

I'm a beast, I'm having a feast
We turning it up, I'm going OT
Every time that I work in overtime
I pop me an addy increasing my speed
Checking my pants

And these drugs in my system 
Steady tryna flush em out but instead 
I end up, Relapsed 
Bad habits, 
Need the
Old me back
Shorty wanna top me with my 
Seat

I only want you right here by my side
Baby if I gotta buy you the whole World it wouldn't matter the price
Baby cause I just wanna spend it all

it ain't be like that 
Monumental and eventful 
It be like that 
Shit ain't cLL bad why you gotta see it like that 
Gettin' by by the seat of my pants

Strapped by the crotch, car seat
Of course we know?, but her life is boring
Pouring promethazine in a one
Liter of Mountain Dew
Fountain of youth, I've just

"what's
The purpose of this task?"
Someone smiled at her child
And she said "this is a trial
It's a test and the best will
Be judged by all the rest
Now my

hard to breathe on the table
My feet, can you save me my seat? Sick and Tired of weeks
When the fuck will they cease? Pickin' a fuckin' Genital herpe

in my pocket
I make her come out her shirt

Dropped my pants to my ancles
My nigga and go to work
She ain't gotta go home
But she gotta get the fuck

I hit a bitch form the back and went skirt on her ass
I pack a middle finger in the fucking middle of my pants
To all the bitch ass mans who let me

raised by a gun
And it's ironic 'cause my pops
Ain't give me no advice rappin' in the car
But couldn't stay the same
'Cause there's no room to turn into

Good god man I'm feeling like a maniac
In a contest you get a head start since you need the handicap
Get sniped by my rhymes I'm a sharpshooter with

say I'm going gold by 2022
I ain't just anybody I'm riding escalades bulletproof
Escalades bulletproof
Used to call me ugly way before I got my bands up

Dancin'

Vanilla Ice

To the Extreme

1990

come on everybody
Let's do this dance
Get out your seats and let me shake your pants
Oh, with the base cold thumpin' and the hihats snaren'
People are

The Horny Song

Vanilla Ice

Hard to Swallow

1998

seat
Drippin from the body heat
From my head to my feet
We can do it by candle light all night
Keep it goin till the sunlight, that's right
Whatcha tryin

into the church ,uncomfortable because this ain't my hood
I chose the seat that's by exit and the pastor walked in
And as his preaching about salvation I

deceit
Flying by the seat 
Of my pants
Me and devils dance 
To the song of chance
Move our feet to circumstance
Though it seems it's happenstance
The key

to sell O's by the zip bag
And we smoke Fronto, not no Zig Zags
My goons in the fields, not the internet
I hate when niggas use the internet to send