Lyrics:
entertained?
I said be , I'm not tryin' to be too much, but I'm chillin' tonight
My mouth said no, my dick's sayin' fuckin' right
Man fuck all that shit, I
ain't said shit
It don't make dollars, it don't make cents/sense
I ain't never had shit nigga that's the truth
Rich kids in the school used to draw
the chopper ain't shit I'm getting all of mine
Pop 'em drop 'em call the plan a wake he out forever more
I give it to you straight nigga I don't need
this
You ain't shit (you ain't shit, you ain't shit)
That's what she said to me
You ain't shit (you ain't shit)
Looked me dead in the eyes and said,
niggas copy in my sequence on Fibonacci
Ain't shit sweet but the sauce that I'm dripping out Teriyaki
I ain't very cocky but my hands is like Jeremy
games
So to me it's a game of U.N.O
The lowest side nigga
I understand why you ain't know
I Berry Bonds pussy
I slide in when you ain't home
Damn right
bet he fear when I spark
Put some hot shit in his
Tea, he be layin out, chalk
Where he at? There he go
Pull up on that nigga slow
Got that ruga clip
I'ma kick that shit
[Verse 3]
Niggas better stop talking about me, I ain't did shit
I don't rap against niggas, stop trying to get me to rap so
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
thousand dollars worth of jewels and I’m out here rockin’ my shit
You niggas aint stoppin’ my shit, boy you niggas ain’t talkin’ bout shit
Get off of my
even touch the police
Won't you tell your niggas get that
Take some of those cool fullies and go and get some of our shit back
Your problem is you
and
Them hating and them ho niggas
My wrist 30 below niggas
My bitch gotta ho with her that ho
(MayDay, 2 Chainz)
Came in this mother fucker by myself
When I
Niggas want that old mob shit back
(Take it back to that old school Federal way, man. Understand.)
For all my mob music monsters
(In a major way.
This the shit that happen when we go out on the town
This the shit that happen when we go out on the town
Bottles get to popping and them bitches
Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought shit
Talking 'bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips,
Big finessin', money stretchin'
Heard niggas hatin', sent 'em out in a stretcher
I'm catchin' blessings, ain't feeling pressure
When I finish, call
calm down)
That nigga be on some bullshit, you know what I'm sayin'?
We ain't, we don't do that shit, word, yeah
He ain't no real producer, you know
Okay, fuck that shit they talkin' 'bout (okay)
Fuck that shit they sayin'
Listen
Lying ass ho better shut that
Upset 'cause they ass ain't up yet
One one one one one.
One hear I go mic check here I go mic check.
One one one one one.
That's that shit that's that shit nigga that's that
Big K's (Brrra-bah-bah-bah)
When I'm in town, I'm on the East, and I ain't ducking shit (Ducking shit)
Niggas talking, we the ones that be sparking
bullshit
I ain't with that bullshit
My nigga I'm on this real shit
Stack a bill shit, crack a meal ticket
Every time I spills nig'
Yeah I'm on this real shit
You ain't living how I live sucka
That's why I flex on niggas
They never did love us
I'm putting checks on niggas
Even my kid's mother
And you ain't
and shit?
Judging her past and shit?
Well it's completely my future
A nigga behind me right now asking for ass and shit
And I'ma need that forty dollars
the connect, but you ain't got the clientele ('tele)
You the hoax and niggas know it (know it), that shit ain't hard to tell
Rat bitch, recognize that your
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