Lyrics:
me get back to it
Hold lot of loud and a lil bag would, whole lotta money big tip by wood
I put it on a train little engine could BITCH!!!
Girl
might fly ta Toronto
Just so I can run thru da 6 wit my woes hoe
Hatin ass bitch you a clown you a bozo
Got money but I'm tryna get a lil mo doe
Me and my
taste
By God's grace
You were born with that face
Nothing but pure beauty
So for an eternity I feel it's my duty
To be a soldier
Dipping I got plans
a Gun Didnt blast it nigga
Pulled up I was laughing nigga
Mad doing dis gladly
Big Ting
I'm smashing nigga
Bitch sing
Mrs Gladis Nigga
Bitch Ring
I
on life support
I'm the executioner, it's time to cut it short
Lil Tristy and Mr. Silly, it's a wrap
Your rhymes are so garbage, no need for a recap
I
di guera un ta bisti slòf
Ta bisti kèts gai
Nan a kere ke ko ta wega
Ela buta drive by
Laga nan kere ku mi ta kens
Loga ta wise wise
E kos ta serio no
Trell came home I was on, everythang dat nigga throwed me it was gone
Lil ivy taught me bankrolls fuck a bitch (m.o.b) I got dis caine mayne
And I got
Trell came home I was on, everythang dat nigga throwed me it was gone
Lil ivy taught me bankrolls fuck a bitch (m.o.b) I got dis caine mayne
And I got
the barge go by He comin' to talk to you / Norman Who is Senator Pullman anyway Why do I have to signal the barge? / Iris Welcome to the Caribbean, put
this
Shit cuz this a game
Hittin' all these lick like Mr
Wick cuz I got aim
Oh no lil bitch gotta stop playin'
Check my neck it's icy you
Know I'm not
(Veintiuno)
Skip threw Da City
I Got lil Jakk in dis Bitch (Yeah)
High as the Sun in Dis Bitch
Stick not Allowed in the Club
Fuck I'll swing
taste
By God's grace
You were born with that face
Nothing but pure beauty
So for an eternity I feel it's my duty
To be a soldier
Dipping I got plans
(Grade A, Grade A, Grade A)
Take a bitch shoulder
Finna introduce y'all to Lil Reuben
AKA Mr g6, G Swig, me swig talk to ’em bro
Nigga, I'm clean
dat lil bitch one time and im ret ta go
You aint no gangsta I thought I should let you know
You aint no plug I finessed em wit Oregano
Trap trap run up
nothing like air
I no come London to snap picture (Gbagbe)
Hennessy on ice that's a mad mixture
If you try us we go come beat y'all
I'm chilling by the sea
motherfuckin' block
Try to catch me if you can, now that I'm a grown man
The mail I got stashed away, people will never know
Mr. Flamboyant
I came in here
ayy
Said she used to the fraud (fraud)
Girl, did you ever think you'll live this large? Ayy
She call me Mr. Anyting 'cause I can buy her anything
shit
Yeah, I like my money real neat
Just like I like all my freaks
You said you're fuckin' with me, I'ma just sip my lil' tea
She let me fuck her
mi'n por laga nan daña e mood
No ta Mario pero game over
Fo'i chikitu nos a take over
Riba mi chest, ku yen di success keda pusha cocaine
No bin judge
in the question's style
Arrhythmic by the end, I'm givin more than one child
Abstract soloist comin from the heart
All the way from Philly, from
I'm lookin' for the direction this money 'bout to go
I'm 'bout ta blow, we pop bottles
Me and the whole clique certified shot callas
Blow top dollas
Dis moi est ce que t’a capté mmm
Tout le temps posé dans l’binks mmm
Mon gars Versace est l’inger
J’arrête de jouer 1xbet
Petit quand on parle taire
say uhhh
With the colonol, Mr. Bout it
[Chorus x2]
[Silkk:]
P gon' make ya say uhhh
I'm gon' make ya say ahhhhhhh
But this time I'm gon' get
whoop on em if he actin up, dis bitch bout ta give em a beatin
I told dem lil niggas fa ta pull up cuz I'm bout ta give em a treatment
Bitch I'm on they
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