Lyrics:
on demand
Hit a nigga with this AR
Ain't gotta use my hands
I can't give her pearls if her pussy
It smell like clam
Lil baby shaking and
She like the way I do
on demand
Hit a nigga with this AR
Ain't gotta use my hands
I can't give her pearls if her pussy
It smell like clam
Lil baby shaking and
She like the way I do
the cooler
Frozen like I gave my heart to my jeweler
Told him to make a new piece out of this
Ever since, I just can't give no fuck 'bout no bitch (it's
on me?
Well how bout my body on you?
Well can't we just both be alone
Uh let me see you freak it baby
Baby, baby let me see you freak that body body, baby
Baby-by-by-by
Baby-by-by-by
I've been gone for a minute, I haven't called (baby-by-by-by)
I know that you're not home, work in the morning
You can't sleep,
on a beat by RCXD oh wait that's me, I am
Hos see me now like damn
Young nigga shine no lamp
Used to have a lil' shoe plug at Champs
Now I call up the plug
Thinking of sticking up for one who really got it
But that shit got poppin
Switch my mode to bionic, I'm not lethargic Move like a phantom with the glass
that store, yeah
He bringin' all the link
Trap my whole life off a perk on a mink
Maybach the spread when I'm rockin' a mink
Down by my brothers, lil'
Christmas
I’ma wait on up
And if you never come home
I guess I’ll take that dub, uh
Baby come back
You walked out and I’m still home
And I can’t spend
then I quarrel
Like damn
Who would've knew
They start that stay humble talk
When no longer keeping up with you
I hate
Giving too much of myself my nigga
(listen to your girlfriends, yeah)
You love your world, oh, girl
Arthur, Arthur, don't bother
I'm underground with my peoples
That's what it do,
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
wish that I would listen but I do things different that's why I need you by my side
I'll do whatever it takes even when it doesn't make sense
I'm sorry
It's the bomb, baby
The bomb, baby
With no ifs, no ands, no buts, and no maybes
[Verse 1]
I walk through the projects with stress in my hands
me how I made all of this shit
40 hours every week same as you man that's it
My thoughts they keep playing
Tetris blocks rearranging
I wanna change
better duck it jack
I bring that one hitter quitter and you can't fuck with that
One of the best to do it you know my repertoire
Straight up out by Port
that I woke up in a 'Rari (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Can't fuck with you niggas, I'm sorry (no way)
I'm too fly, I spread my wings and I'm soarin'
Used
flow
Boys out of line, pull the thing out, let it go
Always G'd out, blacked out, from my head to toe
And it ain't a question that I be out to get
like Trae the truth
Drop that top and let that bass knock
I rep the South til my face blue
Carolina to Port Arthur, For Bun B, gotta keep it Trill
Rest
If you knew what I knew would
A dumb love be true got me
Feeling like I do baby I hate you
Too oh cuz got damn I'm just too
Fine got my heart that
kept knocking
Knock knock knock
Chill with me lil baby
I'm the goat but I won't switch teams like Brady
Believe me when I say life crazy
Tryna block my
Poking out my throat, words of hatred feeling stuck
Trying to tell myself I'm trash, tell myself to lose all hope
Man I feel like trash, it do be like that
regrets at all"
Wasting time, I can't get that back (can't get that back)
Uh, so everyday I go hard
Real nigga and all my niggas real niggas
Came from
on the roof
When it come down, your head will get hoof
Blud, you'll be missing more than one tooth
Skepta, live in the flesh I'm proof
That DJ's can take
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