Lyrics:
going over, I’m real direct, “Excuse me
Ma’am, I couldn’t help but notice
The Selfish Gene by Richard Dawk, Why Nations Fail, and
The Age of Reason, in
rebuttals for real
Ya chick a thot, she lick the cock
Then gave scar to my man
Have four balls in her hand
She got jugglin' skills
But stop by ya spot
Gave her three months of my time and now she braggin'
Old bitches they don't know how to leave me in past tense
Put a switch on the back know we got them
his ass
You can have her
(You can have her)
Just rollin by the Playboy Mansion...
[ VERSE 3 ]
I got me a, I got me a, I got me a, I got me a
Young
"I got one taken, I'm waitin' on her response"
Wrote her a 3 page letter, it's 3 days later, never hit me back, she broke my heart
So now he IM'ing
by the time that my music drop
Got a drop dead bunny always feining for some rock
She do me like Adidas snorting lines up off my
Wait I can't cuss
the fucking battery
See me in the field like I'm testing comms
Owl pharaoh cuz I'm on the upper echelon
Auto cad cuz my structure got dimensions off
give you
A little bit of factual
Information they will give you that
Why did I name a$AP? cause that's the future
That's the niggas that
Got me and Cudi
Because that’s the
Future that’s the niggas
They got me and Cudi it’s life
We’ve got a hundred years out here, a
Hundred years on this planet, bro
And we
Non stop
I got Richard’s, Rollie’s, AP’s, I buy watches
Non Stop
Yeah, Non stop
Count this paper up I keep it coming Non Stop Woe
I can put
well
I put a lot on myself
In the field, Richard Mille on like Odell (let's go)
She slid her hand down my pants just to grab the torpedo (doo-doo-doo)
"Of all the things my momma used to cook;
I liked.." "Chicken!"
[Richard Pryor]
You know that chicken I put in the refrigerator last night?
Well I
This life that we living come with trials and tribulations
Don’t nobody got covid round me but everybody spraying
It’s still no way that I’m gone
Maholmes I’m going deep
She got dimples just like me
God put u here for me
Bitch I even got it stamped I’m forever BBG
Raised by my granny my cousins was
she use her, huh
Told her she got a talent don't get rid of that
I'm the top shotta don dada
Call me, big poppa I move proper
She know what she doing ,
all about that paper, can't miss a beat
Yeah, I'ma get some cho-cho, one thing 'bout me
Yeah, gas up all that old shit, miss me with that
I could put
all about that paper, can't miss a beat
Yeah, I'ma get some cho-cho, one thing 'bout me
Yeah, gas up all that old shit, miss me with that
I could put
with you little ass dudes
I got me some hundreds, my pockets is huge
I'm only sixteen but I am not new
Not with the green, my paper Crip blue
SMG team,
to stay put
I got on white socks, give me some white top
I got a white Richard Mille, cost a whole car
I came up from out the field, workin' that ol' boy
come to see you Otis
Got back in focus
Eazyonthelens and on promotion
She wanna stroke it
Told her meet me at the back of strokers
Came fully loaded
I
fuck with unc', he's super cool
Nigga tried to sell me a set of tools
I told him, "Unc'
They make the type of tools I use
Tools I got'll make a nigga
complacent
When you paper chasing
Turn me up Chop
In the field
I
T
F
Nigga for real
Turn me up Chop
Turn me up
Turn me up Chop
Turn me up
(got curves)
Percocets, the codeine got me slurred (Perc')
Suicidal doors got me flier than a bird (I'm flyin' now)
Twenty million nigga on the verge
Richard, it's gon' cost me at least a quarter (least a quarter)
I done been in my bag lately and poppin my collar (my bag)
I got a good taste in bitches
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