Lyrics:
switched it, turned it upside down
Tyna risk it fly girl from underground
Little misfit talk so matter of fact but all fiction
Do you think am gonna come
[Bun B]
Now if you come down to this dirty south
Betta' watch your ears cause country boys talk with a dirty mouth
And they on them corners and they
embarrass my moms by carryin' on
Internet and DVD's, babblin' on
I been a threat
You see the G on Fabolous song
I send 'em death repeatedly
When rappin' this
walk like see me I walk Light but heavy ate the same time Spot light
You gotta talk that talk chop down That law
Permanent write it on your heart so That
They just talk
We the ones that really do this shit
We the
Yeah
Help me forget the
Help me forget the
Im writings songs
They feel like movie scripts
the back of the trunk
Bitch I knew you ain't down I don't roll with a punk
Blowing out indo mags are extendo
Gripping a cup so I'm drinking akimbo
Wanna
Hope y'all can relate
Ayo, Pluto, you goin' brazy
Okay, let's talk, I need to get this shit off my mind
You either down with the team or you down with
Yea
Need that
Yea yea said I need that
Uh Big bands big step take A peak
New roles same script
Play for keeps what you mean
Aye aye
Look
Big
Cuz you starting all the problems yea it's not me
Tell me what is wrong we could figure it out
Tryna turn this on me but you going down south
Fighting
Haters wanna talk about ya past like you ain't livin' all them righteous bars
Over righteous like a Pharisees sayin' you ain't living by them righteous
Can I roll with you Get with you
Be down with you Be down with you
Can I sit with you Chill with you
Talk with you Laugh with you
What can I do To prove
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
Rewrite the script
We write the script
Chosen by God
To start a new flip
Follow him now
He got you equipped
Rewrite the script
We write the script
baby
I'm lit to my own sound
My life is a movie I stick the script but I wish I could slow down
I'm doing my own shit, baby
And you on your own now
I
Think these pills are making me sick
Taking things day by day got a smile on my face
You're still the only one who can see that it's fake though
You made
friendships
And we used to talk when you used to call, now it's comments and mentions
That you scroll through
You call me old school
Like I should find it
loan
Gotta lay it down for a minute (whatcha gon' do?) Do what you do
If you in the jail, don't let the jail get in you
And the see-H-P's think they
Not 2 it's 3
You, me and G O D
Shooting my shot like C O D
Got my head spinning like a DVD
Silver lining like from a silver screen
Way too hot like I
to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do
how many flirt
Riding round the A.T.L. on the baddest bitch search
Yeah I did a concert but I don't want to talk about it
You say like that freaky
he ain't even sleep
Say Boosie chill wit all that swervin' too much dope in here
Nigga slow down you betta think about Big Head and Pimp
Y'all want
right, let me talk to 'em
Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin fool
Don't approach him like that, you and Jeezy ain't cool
Jeezy a gangsta, he rolls
And wondering what’s next
It’s so complex
Just lay my soul down to rest (Let’s get it)
Hold up ninjas wanna talk that shit
Off they ass
Play the script
Play your
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