Lyrics:
Yo bitch get she get moister
Stocks up jus like holster
Hoe nigga I ain't cordial
It's PesoDrako
Bitch and don't forget the Og
I was always by my
up top that pony.
That's a little skit for the white chicks.
Now I drop my shit for the homies.
NEED NO HOEING ITS DEPRESSED IN THE MESS
round clip 'bout to make a body flip, ayy
I hate, uh, all you suckers lame, uh
No, we are not the same and I wonder how you taste, uh
Don't call me
out of these cars, got the hoes on the run
I'm hearin' plenty of words, but ain't no actions to boot
We can do some straight war for war, we can do
out of these cars, got the hoes on the run
I'm hearin' plenty of words, but ain't no actions to boot
We can do some straight war for war, we can do
’m dripping so hard I told her she might drown
I give her the pipe then tell her to pipe down
When I’m all done no Boosie she wipe down
She get so high lil
the Withdrawal
I can tell I really miss you
Why we gotta flip
Over sum little shit
Makin me wanna dip
Then we back to the bae shit
We can take a sip
Maybe
Got it by the bird and he got it by the quarter.
Cocaine,
So he keep one in the holster,
Colombian connects, so they call him Lil' Sosa.
Gotta try
where you going now
Can't handle more why you pouring down
Foreign lil shordy she throw it down
Money in storages
When you down bad theres no-one around
Like how can they kill & then free all them killers
Could count the indictments 1 hand in no time
They told a dying lil boy to lay stiller
It's a lot
up by the leader
I just bought it today and got
Blood on my wife beater
Think it's billie eilish just
Scammed a white seether
He put ten on the weed he
pure, yeah
My life maney now, niggas really made it out
I was pullin' skits for Ghazi and Nima came around
Ain't no postin' blicks on they Insta, I
back from the Southside, got my dro
Wild-ass chick, lil' shawty like snow
Calm-ass nigga in my dark side nose
When I flip the switch, Shinigami rich
I’m black in the whip
Lean back in the whip
Watch that powder, don’t sniff, Lil homie
Government the biggest drug dealer, Lil homie
Ronald Reagan had
sitting on it you can have these lil
Thots, fucked em' all, i can't get no more
You can come to my closet and shop
It's like different stores
Quiet like
Everytiime i flip by
Spit a lil game I'm just tryna kick mine
Neva Gon change kno a playa gon shine
Niggas kno i can't lie
Sittin on on thangs Everytiime i
a killin'
Red bitch with white toes she got her pussy bald head like krillin
Don't ask me if I serve ima tell you bitch ion do no dealings
Gave that lil hoe
found his ass
Niggas know me I'm about that cash
Y'all unoriginal copycats
You niggas pitiful
Point-blank time of the month
If you bigger than me I'm not
man trippin'? Girl, look we can creep on
Ya friends stressin' too, I'll flip all 3 of y'all
Respect my steez, I ain't really bout fallin in love
I
the pain
They gave him thirty-five years
His momma went insane
[Chorus x 2]
[Lil' Flip]
Ghetto mind state!
Coming up with no father figure
I
Ion't give up real easy
You gone have to work a lil harder
You gone have to work a lil smarter
I got God on my team
And If God be for me who can
Blow her back out with the Wood, that’s wind and the willow
Now she say she wanna court That’s pillow case closed
No I ain’t on road but I still have
that lip
Nigga actin', they some actors, they don't even need no script
Nigga ratted on his partner, hate when niggas flip the script
I hate when niggas
I need them palaces Shabazz
I can flip the bag
Bunky drop hits
Pull it out the stash
I be too lit
I be in my bag
She wanna be mine
I think Imma pass
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