Lyrics:
me I take me a sip
Don't got me no time for these lames and these bitches
Who always be constantly fucking with me
No trust in these snitches and girls
Asshole by nature like my name was Tre
And I don't gangbang, I control the Game
What I'm representin' here's puttin' holes in brains
Oh, I say the same
I'm from the bottom bitch you know a nigga really vicious
I hang with killas bitch you know that I can't fuck with snitches
I'm from the rags
look like a bird
You just gonna sit there and look like a bum)
(Luclover you just killed that shit)
I don't like snitches they talking too much
I love my
I Heard that money Bring you
Power respect them girls
Why is that
Why is that
Ive Heard that snitches getting bitches
These days amazing
Why is
I'll grind hard
Thru the late night
Yea the street lights on
And the shit goes Wrong
When the guns Get drawn
When the Snitches inform
Throwing sand in
I want it all
Smoking on jet fuel OG bitch yea imma take off
Roll up a backy, no extra tobaccy, I'm Biting it off
Niggas be snitches
Niggas be bitches
I can't fuck with no type of snitches
No one
If you take my money know it's time to have fun
30 Ruger clipped under my belt yo times done
If you try
I need some focus
Ghost is smoking
Hopeless for these roaches
Boasting they aint catching noses
Snitches on the payroll ghosted
Focus
Ghost is
Yea
La mf mettle business
I'm just vibing out
Know what I'm saying
Brought to you by
Saint Label
We bring the vibes out
Mullah
We bring the vibes out
Check check check
Play for by the king love is all I bring
Request to the teacher Nicodemus
Keep them rocking and skanking till a morning
Coke seller
me in da ditches
That's why everywhere that I go I watch my surroundings making sure there ain snitches
But at da same time I lay low cause a young
Oh my God, there's villains on my timeline
All these bad bitches on my timeline
Big money bout business on my timeline
I can see you snitches on my
phone just know I dey by your side
I keep rolling on these blunts I feel my body's on fire
I don't fight, I just kill give me what the fuck is mine
I
we gon' wipe your nose
I call my plug Ludacris because he throwin' bows
Fuck snitches, we leave them in ditches if he ever told
If it ain't McLaren,
Major Kartel
What’s up Envi
1 Million 2 Million 3 Million
Look...
Reach A Million By December
Off This Family Hustle (Grinding)
Hold you bitches by the neck, and put you bitches under water
Put you bitches on blast, you bitches backwater
I'm claustrophobic, ion wanna be around
sterbenskrank (Kid)
Überall Versager wie mein Werdegang
Gangster von der Westside (yeah)
Kickdown, gib ihm, snitch nicht, snitches get stitches (Stitches)
left, the left
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left
Please don't make me slap you with the left, the left
You a fake so I'm gon' dap you with
Pork on the fork, widen the pot
By any means if you like it or not
Malcom X, by any means
Many fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans
As-Salamu Alaykum
deranged world, wit snitches is enterprisin'
Black Man hold on, like Magnums in the Wind
Cuz when it get cold, parole give a homey like ten
What's
Since a youngan I been stealing
Since a kid I knew the trenches
By the bed with the goods but I never knew replenish
To the demons I was losing but
Making all this money by selling narcotics
Anything you want homie you know
I got it
Meet me at the park better be with nobody
If your friends want
In this world you come and you go, Story of my life
I've been on my ones all grinded, Not getting by but it's all timing
I don't mind it, it's
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