Lyrics:
luck for a week
Ask her friend was she dykin'
She say more than likely, cool
'cause I'm feelin' like Boosie
Just got a fresh cut
I can see that she
NFTs buy the shop
Back on my bullshit
Slapping them like I'm lil boosie
Nothing funny this ain't Druski
I Rap and sing call me Tuneshi
I do it myself
Razkals Naughty By Nature
They had Delinquent Habits with a Gravediggaz Flava
And a Lighter Shade of Brown Dru took us Down
To a Digital Underground where
He hit you 10/10
Long Live James
My bro say ima super star (FACTS)
He say I'm the 1
He play the 2 just like a shooting guard
Nigga in the stands
Yeeah
Got damn lil baby you thick as fuck
(Fuck your producer my beat is by Meexhie)
That ass fat as hell
Ass super fat, like they threw a super size
im at the funeral and im hugging your mom
Telling your lil sis and lil bro to stay calm
1st week i got your name tatted on arms
2nd week i got your
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I done learned my lesson no I don't need no practice
Might just hop in a Lexus just to swerve the traffic
My heart feel so neglected
as a college student
Sayin watch my shoes since Lil Tunechi took that spot from Boosie
Military blues so fly
That's how I flew my father's coop
And moved to LA
You can't speed through
Two miles per hour
So everybody sees you
Ridin by myself
With the pistol in the do
Sipping sipping on lean
Sipping sipping on bo
pop two beans
I'm carrying a drum that shit make me lean
Swerve swerve see you buss at your spleen
Underhand serve like a jock onna team
Niggas be
I be on the moon, by myself
They say that they real but I can't tell
That's why I got this Glocky by my belt
If you try to stop me, won't end well
I do what I do
I be pulling these models by two
Them I might pass them off to the crew
Wait wait
They know big Khapo dripping in bape
In that jungle
like boosie
I'm gone off this act keep popping these perkys just know that it's making me drowsy
Uzi extendo clip way that shit hit nickname it Ronda
that's what I'm all about
Don't run yo mouth
I be steady gaining by the year that's what I'm all about
Haa
Don't run yo mouth
Moving how they moving hella
we moved shop down there by Lehman
Do you remember at the room hoes caughting semen
Do you remember I busted two with the green eye demon
Yeah n****
em' by the twos yeah
When you the man, you can hit em' by the threes yeah
You gotta man then you prolly should'nt be here
Okay, boss shit I ain't never
yah
Watch how i move
Young nigga smoother than usher in shoes
My life is a cruise young nigga catching these waves by the two's
Chef and i groove
got me moody (I'm turnt)
I been 'bout it since the juvey (since birth)
I ain't throwin' shade, I'll throw them things
Won't throw the fade, Lil Boosie
talking bout you either way
Don’t me wish me luck cause I’m a get what I deserve
If they ain’t riding wit ya hit em with the swerve
Head buzzing we gon make
down you ain't down bro you lame
I gotta
Stand on my 2 be on my Ps and Qs
Cut out the self mental abuse and I ain't gone lose
I need me house by the sea
That mean I'm running from 5
Gun on my hip
That stay by my side
You can see danger all in my eyes
You can see guns all on my guys
Sheesh
And we ready
respect, lil' bitch
I paved the way
Two strikes, if I get caught again
My bitch gon' take the case
She gon' take the bat, I can't strike out
I got kids
a whip you'd never'd imagined (check me out)
Who said we'd never be gunnas?
Live by the code of honor (code of honor)
Who said they're ready
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