Lyrics:
a bankroll
I'm my own boss so I do what I say so
One stack plus for my lace what lace Hoe
Fresh stendo set switch it up every Week hoe
Cxutxre takeover did you
Bad bitches been asking what ive been doing, hoe maintaining
Six O to the world
Country nigga with a blue bandanna, cuh what you claiming
I got
Dayton's in his hand
Keys in his hand reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Alesis he had dreams of Caprice's
Drove by
a 30 plus a 30 in the vicinity literally (so that’s a 60)
I would give you names of these Migos clones but it’s every rapper in the industry
And they
sauce
You ain't gotta test it
It's hotter than a motherfucker
All my stove's on
By tonight, all the work gone
2 red cups, gin in it with mad ice
Smoking
cuts
I put what I live by on both nuts
It's either him or me so I say fuck dude
I look him in his eyes and say FUCK YOU!
Fuck you, hey, I been
Case, they don't know me by real name
I only one night if she don't really know me
I said I'm blowing up, I'm trying keep it low key
She went along then
Plus I got that Whitney, stay on 50
You can't stop me now... got that white like Britney
Fuck my kidneys up, and get some loud
Hit, then I say hit me up
when we by ourselves
The superstitious say there's pride 'fore the fall
But I think my ego even bigger with you all in my arms right now
I got it bad
named Neesh
At first she played hard and then it got sweet
I could tell she was gutta by looking at her sneaks
Peep fresh gum bottom air forces on her
you got the marines, then you got the
Motherfuckin special forces
Then you got the Goons which one of them you
Wanna get approached by?
Understand your
you can't even stay in front of me
What d'you say now
I've got the keys to the gates
I'm off the grid
Let there be carnage
It could get ugly in here if
on
The Westside nigga
We ballers for real
[Kurupt]
For real I got it bought you the blue steel
Cowards hit the panic button
Thinkin' that it was what it
and went on my way
I got to the party 'bout ten, I'd say
It was after eleven when I rocked the mic
And by the time I left the stage, the people were hyped
this shit ain't really hard
Came home copped a pack hadda run it up
Everybody eating bitch you see 200 plus
2016 boy I ran it up off slides and them
picks...you name it...
JOE'S GARAGE is a stupid story about how the government is going to try to do away
with music (a prime cause of unwanted mass behavior!
What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough
If you will, to be saved, not in a religious sense, but not
bitches they piped up and conceited
Ta-Ta-Takeoff
All rose gold on, call it Rose Bowl
I got the key and the game on lock like a cheat code
Fuck a bad
Rich pussy this turn you inna sultan (me know)
Bad up di buddy, man haffi send on di money
You know a lotto pussy this and if you get it, yuh lucky
Because you know you want to test the sound
Been rolling with it under lock and key
Been rollin with it, been rollin with it, yeah
And only just begun
night
Damn
Hit it
Two, three, four, five, six, seven
Flash forward, 2045
What did you stand for in the life of your pride
When faced with
Fucking right
Drunk off life
You should have a sip
Oh
I know what you bitches want
Don't be mad I got it going on
Don't need nobody's help
I can do me by
set it off (uh oh)
Oh you bucked up and fucked up and you ain't got no mind
Don't even respect ya elders, no you ain't respectin' mine
But I'm gon'
set it off (uh oh)
Oh you bucked up and fucked up and you ain't got no mind
Don't even respect ya elders, no you ain't respectin' mine
But I'm gon'
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