Lyrics:
And she say she love me, don't believe her
The reason I'ma leave her
My heart got cold, I need a heater
My wrists still on freezer
I iced out my
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I'll tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I'm gettin' this money
I'm fuckin' these thotties, they
baby I'ma save my paper
Gotta get dinero hit a lick like this shit Takers
Yeah she gon' mop the clique and we don't even gotta pay her
I can't fuck with
other and their glasses clinked
One single unit, inseparably linked
"Got a strange premonition there's a man close by"
"Don't worry about him, he wouldn't
Come on, let's get the hell outta this joint
Frankie, when they get here we're gonna be dead
I know we are, we don't have a gun (Listen, we got three
thought of mason
But they never taught us only taught us hatred
I been feeling full of gold
I Just hit em with the flow
Like i hit em in the nose
The blood
So narcotic outta sight
What a gas
what a beautiful ass
And it all breaks down at the role reversal
Got the muse in my head she's universal
that's growth
But I still lay your ass out for the low (ah)
Now, roam in, make it hard to trip
I'm talking big dick shit, man it's hard to grip
Got
your back
Got the homies with me
And I keep a pack with me
Wishing everybody strives we devide the whole pie
No long lines you just get it and buy/bye
Aight check this out right
I go by the name of DJ Khaled
My nigga Birdman say yo Khaled man
Lets do something for the streets listen
Shh d-Boy in
Can't catch being fake imma real one
Shark go 130 onna highway
One catch me lacking by the gang way
Fifty shot hit your man pick a mandate
Can't hang with
down nigga
You know I'm paper chasing
Lil nigga run through holes Walter Payton
You say what? I got them like what you paying
My bitch bad but I cheat I
Aye
Got my family out the dirt, I was Incentivized by pain
Hate me or love me my city recognize my name
Diamonds on my chain look like I enterprise
to make shit fit, now check this shit
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the Ep along by James Todd
Smith I get
with me
Better step up on my block
These bitches on me
Like a wall got a clock
But I ain't even bragging
Cuz now I got a honey
She watching all my
A-yo Ice, man. I'm working on this term paper for college.
What's the First Amendment?
Freedom of Speech, that's some motherfuckin' bullshit
her love, man I swear she golden gloves
It's just us one on one, baby girl you know what's up
Bring a friend for my twin, cause we gotta double up
to colleagues
I keep 'em at a distance
Distance
I don't need assistance
Nope
I got two big dogs
Never kept me distant
And now we
Eating these bitches not using
go through
I got problems to the roof
Only searching for the truth
What's a man supposed to do
Yeah I got it by myself
I been grinding tooth and nail
You know I have options
Three man in a week twenty-seven per year tryna talk bout options
Bro I ain't tryna jeet it
I got standards and feelings
She
a beast in the bed and I'ma beast with her
Beat it up like a champ and uh she re-twitter
Bash be going hard, it's the headline news
She rocking the fresh
He is truly amazing
Yea
Lord Fucking Lucretius
Uh
We ain't got gas and we ain't got coal
If I rap to this hub it'll light by itself
You want
Cuz I’m seekin for the freakin baby already got a lady I know u got a man so ain’t no need to be actin shady
So tell me what u wanna do cuz girl it’s
belongs to the streets, I'm smearing off her Maybelline
Funny how she started off the night by hating me
I had to call her an Uber she can't do her ABC's
So
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