Lyrics:
What I mean by lounge, I don't mean bitin, huh
You mess around, and we'll be fightin
It's alright if you bite, but don't recite
because the rhymes
route, without a doubt
Ball, which means we all ride if it's on (on)
Each nigga handle your own, bring it on strong
If you got bills to pay, nigga, go
route, without a doubt
Ball, which means we all ride if it's on (on)
Each nigga handle your own, bring it on strong
If you got bills to pay, nigga, go
Slim Dunkin started
Look, Killer Clan, Brick Squad
Everybody know me (Bo)
I be scrapping niggas lowkey
(Bo) , it's that Chi hitter Bo D
If you want beef
A festival I'm filming the era of Mason Betha
Gods would downgrade into a prophet for the profit
Killers to 5 percenters who got the keys to the locket
Who got
niggas falling
Like white bitches in a scary movie
Ah, you know I don't know how to act
Get too close to niggas it's like, "Protected by Viper, stand
to kill him, it wasn't necessary
Accident murderer, act like you killed on purpose
Liars brag, you put work in
You ain't mean to murk him, your gun's
you none
When it reach out and teach someone, blaze they buns
Now I'm guilty by association
Times of blackness eclipsin the sun, target practice
really don't mean it, he play it in songs (pussy, bitch, yeah)
You talkin' 'bout me in "Pissed Me Off," and I'm like, "Yes" (yes)
If you feel some type
a reason (o-o-o-out)
Up from 2 AM to two in the afternoon (look out)
It's a festival right in my room (look out)
Soon as the sun up, you know that we doom
one of one
I can teach you how to get it one on one
When you ball like this, ho, it's not a game
But I'm goin' insane all '21
Bitch think we dated
comment, but released this statement:
It's not about East or West
It's about niggas and bitches, power and money
Riders and punks. Which side are you
came from a place, a small, small town
Killers coppin' pleas and killers gun you down
I ain't ask for your opinion, I'm gon' tell you like it is
Time
talk s*** if you can’t check it
Don’t tolerate disrespect kid
You didn’t know I like ta fight ya lil bish
I been seen this s*** back in like 89
I ride by
Smoking all the lows away
If I die while Im awake
I already know its great
Alright Cole so what do you contribute to the world
Like what do you think you
hold a grudge to the death
Come by myself, I don't need nobody help
I blaze you up like I'm Seth
Shoot 'til it emp', I shoot a hundred like Wilt
You
white T
Fabo off the beans you can do it like me
The Glock A Town stomp on the beat
I A Town stomp on a key
Real magician turn one to a three
If you ever
to do it
So you like my voice?
Wait till you hear my music
Guarantee by track 3
It really turns you on
I know I will be
You got that perfume on
I
, "Alright, cool, Jay"
But I gotta be at work by 3, it's midday
I can't go in smelling like weed, he said
"Okay" stop by the cheap tobacco store
Two swishers
he is a killer
Cause he is a killer
When I blow up, I'mma stay humble
I came out the jungle
Reach for my hip, you know you in trouble
Just like
out the gym, trap house jump like LeBron
It's 22-5 for the B, and 11-5 for the Solange
Call a 16 Montana, 8 a Steve Young, and 4 a Brett Favre
My plug
five, like a demon
Time running out, but you watching me
It paid a love, but you hate for free
I just kick it with the saints, call me Brulee
How you
it's
Time to burp you, niggas
See, every day is a weekend, we spend
Money on the strong pack
You niggas is weaklin's
Catch me on one, two
Five
the whole facilitation
All by way of mouthpiece just by my manipulation
I can make it look like I'm at my best when I'm at my worst
Persuade the broad to put
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