Lyrics:
I'm the rookie on this all-star team
Me and Kim is gettin' cream, like Thelma and Louise, but on chrome
Never leave that Brooklyn sh- alone
So if you
(Ayo Jug)
All black like I'm Batman
Shot me in the ribs
Ain't feel a thing I'm off a xan man
Keep the perky's by me, they my up's
when I'm down man
I
Luv and my nigga Young Lay
Spit that shit
Cuddies perved by the corner, stout, herb
Got me twisted, mo' cold killin murders
Them brothers gettin'
at the pad smoked out
They say I'm prolly high
That I won't doubt
Niggas trying to get stoned when they see me
See me online when they thought I was on TV
They
feeling like a million bucks
Tell me how do you feel?
Yes I'm loving myself blame it all on the wealth
And everybody else they be loving they loving tha
get inspired by the blunts too (too)
I'll front you, if you hang with a bunk crew (chump)
I roam the strip for bones to pick
When I find one, I'm
get inspired by the blunts too (too)
I'll front you, if you hang with a bunk crew (chump)
I roam the strip for bones to pick
When I find one, I'm
shit
Rockstar shit
Ahhhhhhhhh
I'm on my Rockstar Shit Rockstar shit
Rick Owens on me them the rockstar kicks
Got a bad bitch with me that's my rockstar
with a case, but they never even caught me (Oh, no)
And she wanna be my number one
She sippin out the bottle cuz I got 'em like that
Saw his crib
I got all these niggas hatin' on me since I ran up that bag nigga
He dove in that water wit' my sharks, he ain't last nigga (bitch)
Toting guns like
I run it up
Mercedes truck
Take all yo bands
And double it up
Came wit her friends
They all tryna fuck
Don't want no bitches
I want all the bucks
baby
[Chorus]
Rhymin' is a part of my life
I'ma die with rhymin kids and a rhymin' wife
I don't let nobody judge me that don't know how to do what
Learned me some lessons was telling these niggas my plans
Won't ever do that shit again
Let these niggas hate
Imma go cop me a crib with a pool
(Yeah)
They
knowledge
That a book can give me
But at school, I played the fooled I probably
Should've took it seriously
Now I'm in a position with
A mission that's simple
???
Pulled up to the dealer, to get my wheels right
Homie asked me what colour I like
I wanted Cocaine White (That's Right)
I wanted Cocaine
anything for some bucks
These niggas aint fuckin with us
I used to sleep on the floor for niggas who ain’t heard of me
Finna switch up the game that’s for
Mixing Rick owens with Tom ford
In the kitchen beating dope like Floyd
These niggas ain't making no noise yeh
Servin' that dope like a waiter
Fucking
to the bucks with you
Then count it up with you
I'll say it right to your face
I ain't got time for the games
Just by the look in your face
I'm trynna fuck in
gettin' buck
If you with me, let me see you tear the, tear the club up
Mafia, Mafi-Mafia, won't stop with it though
Hypnotizing minds, we got you blind
gettin' buck
If you with me, let me see you tear the, tear the club up
Mafia, Mafi-Mafia, won't stop with it though
Hypnotizing minds, we got you blind
fact that Jack is anti-black
SO HERE'S YOUR FUCKIN PAYBACK
(I'm with the..)
"Lench Mob.."
"Huh, buck the devil" -> Ice Cube
"Gotta let 'em know
Oh one time they threw buck out the 3rd story window he landed on the ground *thud* that cat was stiiiill goin jack! haha We were all goin "GOO AHEEAD
good
Tell that pussy go away
Ayy, she just want to come with me
But that pussy ain't enough, no way, no way
Bitch, I feel like Monta
I dunk it like
tried me
Got they booth smoked (Ha ha ha)
Y'all niggas play these bitches too close
I'm calling plays
He ain't shootin' with that
Seven like he Kukoč
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