Lyrics:
Japanese
She telling me gielaa your money so green
If you talking on gang we put green beams on 'em
They dropping that shit but lil niggas I own 'em
These
bipolar
Hit the switch and imma flip today
This is not a trick lil baby
You are not gettin paid
You just lost a brother to the violence
He died by
or prison
Drive bys, little homies hit the store for liquor
I gotta steer my life different, where to begin with?
Mama told me go back to school, I said I'm
scope on it
Wit the lens on it thicker
Than my grandma's glasses
Diz gets time called on him
I'm so official, i hold the pistol put my
Finger cross
the consequences so why the fuck you roll on me
You better stay inside because this world here is called homey
The main was that show you love become so phony yea
I
scattered lives
Niggas don't know me but they think
That we could be closer than homies
Nigga you're phoney so quit buyin' drinks
Mind on my money, you're
can't trust not a
Soul inside these streets
I made a video out there in Copenhagen
So the homies can see
To let 'em know it's more
Than just Pamela Lee
the same
Kid in the papers for ice cream eating competitions
Im So competitive
You repetitive
I just need additives
Our math different you wanna divide
I do
blood inside
Called up by the homies they snitched alright
Got some of Xanax no tea not ice
I m the "GOAT" you copy all night
All my homies dead "rest in
Just like that
Let the beat ride for a lil'bit
Aye
Let's go
Yeah
I'm gon take y'all back on this one
Back in the days when music was music you know
on me
My phone's tapped so I had to send word through my lil' homies
Tell them niggas this the year when they pull the trigger
Shit, this is what you
on me
My phone's tapped so I had to send word through my lil' homies
Tell them niggas this the year when they pull the trigger
Shit, this is what you
Mixed bitch like Snoopy
Go both ways call her Stewie
The bitch name Ella
But the homies call her Lucy
She good with her mouth
But the pussy lousy
and chum chum
So get your hopes and dreams ready
Cuz you gotta make your imagination happen
And get ready to cry like a lil horse
But the r and s represent
rapping makes you so uncomfortable huh
You'd never actually fuck with me huh
They used to say I'm too loud, but that's cool now
Love my skin, always
Ah, nigga, nigga called it Ubari I'm old school When I spit just like Atari
Pitfall niggas tryna jump over the logs Cause The crocodiles is looking
When you walk in you see the art and gold Grammys
I'ma just kill that pussy, now it's just a closed casket
25 million on a mansion, so precious
Bitch,
homeless
And sold a lil weed that I got fronted from the homies
No cap, all facts when I touch beats
Praise God I ain't got caught for no felonies
Smart
his eyes roll back when he go in
He told his homies I’m a freaky girl
Now they all wanna freak me, girl
I’m a lil devil Tiny wings Set me free
I love
sum money
Taught me a valuable lesson niggas only disrespect if u manage to let em
Wasn't no big homies tryna teach and get us together so I took that
the homies
If there's beef
You know I'm down to fight
Keep that blade by my teeth
Yea that's my lil knife
If they think Milk sweet
That shit gon change tonight
The Feds gone take my photo
Don't lie about shit or tell me shit if you gone think distorted
He called my trap tryin talk his shit now two pounds that I owe
And by his name I’ll walk across the fire
You and I Inspire
Humbling mercy on this soul
So cold so cold so cold
The truth is that you fear the truth
Verse One: {Lil' Ya}
It's that nigga of the block call me the hood mac
Down to make some snaps so what's the haps?
Do I need the strap?
Will
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