Lyrics:
one too, just copped that burgundy
I swear I try to change my ways but it ain't work for me (no)
Fuck a bitch 'cause currently, my mood is currency
with it go with it
Jam it ain't too much stuff
It ain't too much
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't you
It
And bust clowns, and look for some bustdowns to bust down
And she ain't got a car she on the bus now
But her gear is bangin', she one of us now
I wanted
eviorment birth a whole otaku, i was supposed to be dead befor 21
You cant believe that i did this shit without you, i aint really had no time for no fun
RIP
And Everybody in the Ultra 85
Goddamn it feel good to be alive
And all these bitches that I passed up
Couldn't fuck witcha 'cause your hair was too gassed up
her she's pregnant
And they're the closest of bredrins
So she didn't stunt to tell her, I think that it's an error
You ain't a mum for a day, you're
the heart shaped ass
She been lookin' at me since I walked in the door
'Bout time for ole Colt to twirl her round the dance floor
See if she got a thing
play better worry cause she ain't gonna be texting you back
And I don't lie when I'm writing save that shit for the movies that I act
I said I'm alright
mental
There’s no room In your head
That rental ain’t free
Get it by any means
Run from the devil
She settle for less
Whole nother level
My Metroid be
getting mad for no reason
Ya, Ya
She steady tryna get even
She do too much and i'm leaving
Ya, Ya,
She calling missing me but she don't listen
I hope that
far from Hollywood
Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood
I got cocaine that's so good, need a name
Call it milk, because milk does the body good
I got this
G-string up the ass with the big fat clitoris
Drinkin that Colt 45 'cause she's a gangsta bitch
I love my neener and my neener loves me muthafucka?s think
broccoli, they say it's good for my health (aye, aye, Kodak)
Kodak, why you always in a foreign? (In a foreign car)
'Cause if it ain't foreign, then it's
coming back for you one day
You can see it from afar, we were riding that wave
Blinded by the lights, and it's something I crave
We didn't want
ain't looking for trouble
You just got good genes so a nigga tryna cuff you
Tell your mother that I love her 'cause I love you
Tell your father we go
ain't looking for trouble
You just got good genes so a nigga tryna cuff you
Tell your mother that I love her 'cause I love you
Tell your father we go
a semi-automatic
Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back
Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive
Leave a suicide note,
for the Karma, akh
Watch out for the karma though
My nigga crash sav, so am I
But I'm calmer though
She want me to change her life
I ain't finished
never comin' home I'ma stay for good"
Then hang the phone up, and proceed to lay the wood
I came fast like 9-1-1 in white neighborhoods
Ain't got no
This bitch
Ain't never love me
All she
Wanted
Was to Fuck Me
And Get Some Money
We blowing it down
Up In the Compound
She feeling good
Hitting
my ways
Drop a few lines, leave a bitch in a daze
Have her homegirls wonderin' what she do
Fucked around and gave me that pussy too
I be doin' this
She's thinkin' she got that deal, two for one is a steal
The hat mighta had a L V on the back
But at the swap meet that ain't jack
But she bought it,
Am I good enough for them
They ain't good enough for you
Am I good enough for them
They ain't good enough for you
Am I good enough, I'm good enough,
that's broke, she ain't bougie
She just love to have a good time
And nothing wrong with a little bump and grind
She asked me not to leave her by herself
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