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Now, please be warned, that every song I feature on Has capacity to be reborn I said that anything can happen when I pick up a pen But now I'm all about love so won't you say it again I said I used to be the shy type Backpack on my back on public transport sort of guy type Now I'm in the lime light Tryna get my mind right Body clock is in the clouds so often guess it's high time Hoodie sing the line like I got soul and I won't quit And your dad don't like it when I talk my shit 'Cause I'm all about it baby I'm all about it baby Staying up late just to pass the time And your parents don't like it when you out getting high But I'm all about it baby I'm all about it baby I'm not a singer, I just rap pretty So now my fan base is full of Megan's and Ashley's And they're wondering if there's room for them to get in my bus And I'm like, "Naturally, baby, let me find a spot in the front" For you, and for your friends You can be mine, but we can pretend, oh Typical rapper actin' a typical fashion I'm doing something that's different I'm tryin' to Paula my patent young Prince of Manhattan, now everybody believe it Adrien Broner the way I'm ducking and weaving We go together like interceptions and Revis She said the only rapper she lovin' is Yeezus One for the money, two people since the beginning Three million records get sold, and not everybody is winning I'm Larry David plus Miles Davis So everybody hating and fuck it, I hardly blame 'em 'Cause I got soul and I won't quit And your dad don't like it when I talk my shit 'Cause I'm all about it baby I'm all about it baby Staying up late just to pass the time And your parents don't like it when you out getting high But I'm all about it baby I'm all about it baby And they don't know anything about us Or anything about us Or anything about it No, no, no And they don't know anything about us Or anything about us Or anything about it No, no, no Oh, oh I'm singin songs for the city Oh Ooh yeah
Now, please be warned That every song I feature on has capacity to be reborn I said that anything can happen when I pick up a pen But now I'm all about love so won't you say it again I said I used to be the shy type Backpack on my back on public transport sort of guy type Now I'm in the lime light Tryna get my mind right Body clock is in the clouds so often guess it's high time Hoodie sing the line like I got soul and I won't quit And your dad don't like it when I talk my shit 'Cause I'm all about it baby I'm all about it baby Staying up late just to pass the time And your parents don't like it when you and I getting high But I'm all about it baby I'm all about it baby I'm not a singer, I just rap pretty So now my fan base is full of Megan's and Ashley's And they're wondering if there's room for them to get in my bus And I'm like, "Naturally, baby, let me find a spot in the front" For you, and for your friends You can be mine, we can pretend Oh, typical rapper actin' a typical fashion I'm doing something that's different I'm tryin' to Paula my patent Young prince of Manhattan, now everybody believe it Adrien Broner the way I'm ducking and weaving We go together like interceptions and Revis She said the only rapper she lovin' is Yeezus One for the money Two people since the beginning Three million records get sold, not everybody is winning I'm Larry David plus Miles Davis So, everybody hating and fuck it, I hardly blame 'em 'Cause I got soul and I won't quit And your dad don't like it when I talk my shit 'Cause I'm all about it baby I'm all about it baby Staying up late just to pass the time And your parents don't like it when you and I getting high But I'm all about it baby I'm all about it baby And they don't know anything about us Or anything about us Or anything about it No, no, no And they don't know anything about us Or anything about us Or anything about it No, no, no
Diese Rapper, das sind Stand-up Comedians Warum haben die denn Fans Ich verticke sieben Xans (plug) Ich fick' jeden Tag 'ne Slut Ich bin ein Sex-Junkie Ich verkaufe Crystal Meth im Trap an einen Crack-Junkie Ich hab' viel erreicht und kann Auf mich stolz sein Mein Album "Mann unter Feuer" Ja, es ging Gold, slime Ich geb' deiner Lady den Boner Und meine Diamanten hitten so Wie Adrien Broner, huh Ich weiß zwar nicht, was ich mache Doch ich mache es Mache dies, mache das und ich mache Cash Ich geb' deiner Lady den Boner Und meine Diamanten hitten so Wie Adrien Broner, huh Deontay Wilder, Canelo Alvarez Money makin', Mitch, Wigga Ich will all das Cash Ich geb' deiner Lady den Boner Und meine Diamanten hitten so Wie Adrien Broner, huh Ich weiß zwar nicht, was ich mache Doch ich mache es Mache dies, mache das und ich mache Cash Ich geb' deiner Lady den Boner Und meine Diamanten hitten so Wie Adrien Broner, huh Deontay Wilder, Canelo Alvarez Money makin', Mitch, Wigga Ich will all das Cash Deontay Wilder, Canelo Alvarez Money makin', Mitch, Wigga Ich will all das Cash
To the stars and the moon Oh, we'll be back soon When I smoke with homies It's a blunt full of OG We just wake and we bake So high, the below me Peep the odor, we some midnight stoners No drop top when we hotbox Like I'm Adrien Broner Wake and bake in the mornin' So high that I'm soarin' I just pull up to Franky's crib Smokin' down 'til the whole world lit Got that blue cheese, I don't want that swiss If it got seeds, I don't want that shit 28 G's of some OG, smoke a whole P in a whole week You won't catch me sober Yes, I'm wearing cologne, just the weed smells stronger If you see me cough, know it ain't Corona, no Oh, I'm just a stoner When I smoke with the homies It's a blunt full of OG We just wake and we bake So high, they below me Peep the odor, we some midnight stoners No drop top when we hotbox Like I'm Adrien Broner
Valentino Sweatshirt new Pradas Grind Til my Net worth 2 commas Red Gucci polo wit the blue collar I get that bread Dolo thats a Few dollars I’m the man one of the Few honored Girly got head like 2 Scholars But a nigga ain’t shit like 2 dollars She say she wanna Mayweather and she thru Broner She sending messages texting can she Cum next Bitches dnt address me they get undress U niggaz is suspicious suspect Especially wen they ain’t winning they be upset Im always doing something i ain’t Never boring I ain’t gon lie it’s prolly Better foreign Fuck Benihana’s I ain’t never going New Balenciagas shopping need a sweater for em Valentino Sweatshirt new Pradas Grind Til my Net worth 2 commas Red Gucci polo wit the blue collar I get that bread Dolo thats a Few dollars I’m the man one of the Few honored Girly got head like 2 Scholars But a nigga ain’t shit like 2 dollars Say She wanna Mayweather and she thru Broner Took her down thru there on a Tuesday Knocked her off in the driveway where my Dude stay Can honestly say She great company I made steaks now She wanna make love to me All the time tryna be under me She dnt mind long as we living comfortably I’m a Mack she make up to me I kno I’m crazy but She can't get enough of me I told her once about the stash but she ain't look tho She like if it's there wat I'm a look for She Get on my nerves but she can cook tho Told her make me a plate and have the cook rolled Wait til they c u wit ya wrist icy Introduce u to my friends like this wifey Amiri Make these I dnt get Nike That nigga only hate me cus his bitch like me Valentino Sweatshirt new Pradas Grind Til my Net worth 2 commas Red Gucci polo wit the blue collar I get that bread Dolo thats a Few dollars I’m the man one of the Few honored Girly got head like 2 Scholars But a nigga ain’t shit like 2 dollars She say she wanna Mayweather and she thru Broner
Dot on his head is red (red) Get popped for some shit that your brother did (brrt) I love my mama, never change, your honor So I gotta let his mama live (mama) I beat the pot up like Adrien Broner Make him vanish, David Copperfield (Copperfield) Came in the game and was independent They was screaming out that we ain't got a deal (fuck a deal) Said I ain't playing, this the face I make When I call my plug and he ain't got a seal 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, my name is Takeoff, I'm outta here (gone) Open the door when they got in there (got in there) Quiet, I pick up the silencer, shoot it up 'til they acknowledge us (brrt) Ballin', but they keep foulin' us (ball) And ain't no stoppin' us (no), try it and see the apocalypse Said I got a big scale same size as his scale, yeah (yeah) We too playa (playa), yeah, we too playa (we too playa) New Moncler (drip), throwin' salt on a playa (salt) Save the salt for the snails (salt), or the rocks in my ear (rocks) Put you in the Bentley (skrrt), brand new Selena (Selena) She a bad bitch, I seen her (bad), I'm flooded, call FEMA I do it the best (best), I am too playa to stress (playa) Drip like the mayor, more or less I like your bitch, I caress (I like her) Dry down the stick nigga, hush (hush) Codeine syrup a must (a must) Wraith with the peppermint guts (Wraith) He sweet, he keep holding nuts (he sweet) Your bitch is a throwaway mutt
Brodie gon count up a hunnid thou Brodie gon count up a hunnid bands Yung Drippy Dri I'm the money man Member when I ain't had no fans Fake ass niggas tryn be friends Bro spot a opp on the corner When I'm in the field, she throw it back Kurt Warner We sent that boy to the sky turnt his mom to a mourner Brodie gon beat up the pack like Adrian Broner Where was you at in the morning? I can't talk right now baby girl I'm touring Bitch I don't sip but this wockhardt lean what I'm pourin Bad lil bitch named Morgan (What)
I smoke strong marijuana One puff you a goner Got this beat straight from Bone Beat that shit like Broner And my bitch super bad Red bitch like Rihanna Way before I had this cash I been busting thotiannas Am I slipping hell nawl I keep that glockiana Diamonds dancing on me dawg got that bitch straight from Wakanda Niggas snitching on they dawg yeah they talking to Your Honor And they sleeping on me dawg fuck em leave em a coma Stripes on my shirt Im officials Im trapping to they blow the whistle Dont try me I stay with the pistol You run up your family gone miss you I fuck with lil shawty nameless Earning my stripes like bengal Shackles was all on my ankles Now I ball like I play for the Lakers Sign to myself fuck a label I got pounds of this shit I got acres She riding this dick grab her ankles Im dropping the dick like a anchor Hit from the back from a angle I nut on that bitch she say thank you Bringing them plates to your table Im serving this work like a waiter I smoke strong marijuana One puff you a goner Got this beat straight from Bone Beat that shit like Broner And my bitch super bad Red bitch like Rihanna Way before I had this cash I been busting thotiannas Am I slipping hell nawl I keep that glockiana Diamonds dancing on me dawg got that bitch straight from Wakanda Niggas snitching on they dawg yeah they talking to Your Honor And they sleeping on me dawg fuck em leave em a coma My wrist it look like a lake My chain it cost you Estates She know my name hold ah weight I reeled her in like some bait She know a nigga bout cash She wanna Birkin bag She wanna pull in Benz She wanna pull up and dab She dont go on dates She just want nut in her face Tell da bitch stay in her place While I'm throwing these plates My niggas ran up in ya place Tryna sack the safe Envious all in they face Aint no losing Im winning the race I smoke strong marijuana One puff you a goner Got this beat straight from Bone Beat that shit like Broner And my bitch super bad Red bitch like Rihanna Way before I had this cash I been busting thotiannas Am I slipping hell nawl I keep that glockiana Diamonds dancing on me dawg got that bitch straight from Wakanda Niggas snitching on they dawg yeah they talking to Your Honor And they sleeping on me dawg fuck em leave em a coma This cash got my ego up Im picking all my people up Living like I give no fucks Thotianna wanna fuck Switch sides then you stuck Chasing down these blue bucks Business niggas no tux Black cat bad luck But I got my bag up Bad bitch she back it up Shit talk I back it up Real niggas it aint enough Pockets on stuff stuff Thats a lot of cheese And you will get swish blade Fucking round with me I smoke strong marijuana One puff you a goner Got this beat straight from Bone Beat that shit like Broner And my bitch super bad Red bitch like Rihanna Way before I had this cash I been busting thotiannas Am I slipping hell nawl I keep that glockiana Diamonds dancing on me dawg got that bitch straight from Wakanda Niggas snitching on they dawg yeah they talking to Your Honor And they sleeping on me dawg fuck em leave em a coma
Aye Nip, I remember all that game you taught me Don't fuck around and get played by these label owners Talk that shit to these niggas, Adrien Broner But secure the win though, don't let that game fold you 'Cause when this game over, it's really game over And all they do is play the game till this game over And you be givin' game like a big brother Mission, never let em take it from us Last time that I checked It was five chains on my neck It was no smut on my rep, last time that I checked I was sellin' zones in the set Make a quarter mill no sweat, last time that I checked I'm the street's voice out west Legendary self-made progress, last time that I checked First get the money then respect Then the power, and the hoes come next, last time that I checked
Gunna, Gunna, Gunnaman Gunna, Gunna, Gunna, Gunnaman Shawty keep calling my phone She say she alone She want me to bone herʼ I roll a eight in the wood Say this for the hood Like Adrien Broner Ain't gotta wait for the pack to come in I am the plug Niggas gotta tap in Youngins on go They gone shoot on command We came from the bottom I pissed in a pan I'm feeling myself When I'm smoking on runtz in the club Drowning myself in designer, I'm flooding Water on my neck Don't make it no better Talk down on my set We gone shoot at whoever Peso on my left He gone run up a check Glock on my right Just to stamp my respect We been serving, working, hustling All night, all night, all night Yeah, tryna keep my mind right Mind right, mind right Rollie two tone What I like, I like, I like (Yeahhh) Live this fast life, fast life, fast life Shawty keep calling my phone She say she alone She want me to bone herʼ I roll a eight in the wood Say this for the hood Like Adrien Broner Ain't gotta wait for the pack to come in I am the plug Niggas gotta tap in Youngins on go They gone shoot on command We came from the bottom I pissed in a pan You standing next to me I know you feel my energy I brought the tech with me I'm searching for my enemies It's always gone be a fuck nigga Tryna talk down on you Run up some money And keep some real ones surrounding you If you act up We gone shoot up your shit Life or death row Pac ain't dead, he just missing Mike Jack, Dave Dave, moon walking, same thang I ain't the type to expose that shit But you niggas been acting like hoes and bitches Steady talking down Cause a nigga got his check up Oh he plotting now Imma shoot a nigga From his neck up Don't you ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, disrespect us Don't you ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, disrespect us Shawty keep calling my phone She say she alone She want me to bone herʼ I roll a eight in the wood Say this for the hood Like Adrien Broner Ain't gotta wait for the pack to come in I am the plug Niggas gotta tap in Youngins on go They gone shoot on command We came from the bottom I pissed in a pan You standing next to me I know you feel my energy I brought the tech with me I'm searching for my enemies It's always gone be a fuck nigga Tryna talk down on you Run up some money And keep some real ones surrounding you
Everybody wants to be like mike hold up please don't touch my dirty soda Backend baby I'm riding solo everybody wanna be like drake hold up Back to the shits like adrian broner backend baby I'm going dummer Nobody wanna be like joc bummer backend baby got the crowd going dummer Now give me a sec I'm counting the hundreds the fifties are next Go get me a check just do it the model I do it to flex No I aint no that but wopp got duffles and duffles of cash Dont ruffle with that put sauce on my chips and double it back Backend baby and I'm turning up crazy fine ass chick and she foreign mercedes Meat on her thighs wit yams and gravy hit it from the back thats my vitamin daily Backend baby and I'm looking for the load back it up back it up drop of the load We crossing the boarder got boarder patrol gas go missy make you lose control Thirty dollar shirt forty dollars jeans nigga I don't give a fuck bitch I'm clean Hit em wit the beam two two three seven six two thats billy and jean Backend baby got a loud ass beep beep beep Drop of the load now mission complete no foods stamps but got blocks of cheese Now make me like mike I'm hitting the gas and I'm higher than mike Now that shit aint right better count it again better get that shit right No that aint no hype but wopp got shooters and movers on site Nah he aint gone fight I hit up them boys we hit him tonight Everybody wants to be like mike hold up please don't touch my dirty soda Backend baby I'm riding solo everybody wanna be like drake hold up Back to the shits like adrian broner backend baby I'm going dummer Nobody wanna be like joc bummer backend baby got the crowd going dummer Now give me a sec I'm counting the hundreds the fifties are next Go get me a check just do it the model I do it to flex No I aint no that but wopp got duffles and duffles of cash Dont ruffle with that put sauce on my chips and double it back
Slim luck running out and he know Kweezy grabbed xd and drew like he play for da colts Imma get rich writing rhymes in my notes Have some convos wit 9s playing me like a hoe Im right back Robbin when my trap get slow Gain so much pounds starting to get belly rolls Dice games seen nigggas robbed before they even roll Everything that glitter ain't gold I kno kids dat crashed out won't be home til they old I was Born inna streets so I know how this shit go Be supporting the boosters grab that for the low I ain't showing my hand they tryn see what I'm holding Try touch my chain won't need that where you goin I remember that stentch death smell like ammonia Getting paid off hooks like Adrian broner Lost my heart inna streets I need me a doner I lost my man in da streets I need therapy Stub 38 hold the shell call it Gary I'm only one nigga but two bitches tryn share me seen death close range so it ain't much that scare me Protection a must I'll try my hand wit the jury When it's bout paper I'm showing up early When it come to smoke we burn it Up the Big Mac like burgers I mean Bernie Take dat Elmo we ain't fuckin wit Earnie We ain't onna same page 2 seconds to turn it I'm sending you shots tryna get my opps lit Im counting up da bag while I enjoy head She said her neck hurt (nectar) that's just how it bee like a hornet She know kweezy a killer she ain't got no worries Outside the liquor store posted up wit these 40s His luck running out he better search for a 4 leaf Slim luck running out and he know Kweezy grabbed xd and drew like he play for da colts Imma get rich writing rhymes in my notes Have some convos wit 9s playing me like a hoe Im right back Robbin when my trap get slow Gain so much pounds starting to get belly rolls Dice games seen nigggas robbed before they even roll Everything that glitter ain't gold I kno kids dat crashed out won't be home til they old I was Born inna streets so I know how this shit go Be supporting the boosters grab that for the low I ain't showing my hand they tryn see what I'm holding Try touch my chain won't need that where you goin I remember that stentch death smell like ammonia Getting paid off hooks like Adrian broner Lost my heart inna streets I need me a doner 12 on dicks musta ran out of donuts Running up bands wit my brothers like Jonas Opps know I'm outside they prolly think kweezy homeless King of the trap taking over Like the Roman's Bars like Wi-Fi catch a cell while I'm roaming She said my adlib it's kweezy while she moanning Kweezy controller I appreciate Sony Fentanyl 30 I'm bouta get in my zone Slim luck running out and he know Kweezy grabbed xd and drew like he play for da colts Imma get rich writing rhymes in my notes Have some convos wit 9s playing me like a hoe Im right back Robbin when my trap get slow Gain so much pounds starting to get belly rolls Dice games seen nigggas robbed before they even roll Everything that glitter ain't gold I kno kids dat crashed out won't be home til they old I was Born inna streets so I know how this shit go Be supporting the boosters grab that for the low I ain't showing my hand they tryn see what I'm holding Try touch my chain won't need that where you goin I remember that stentch death smell like ammonia Getting paid off hooks like Adrian broner Lost my heart inna streets I need me a doner I need me a doner Bitch Need me a doner It's kweezy Grr grrr
This a feeling Rising to the ceiling I be driven Money got me spending What's the difference Bwoi u know I get it Windows tinted Guap I got to whip it So much gual bwoi pockets never thinning I'm a brawler bwoi Adrian broner slip em Im a Baller bwoi tipping when I'm sitting Make it looses she just dropped down that caboose How she move What it do I'm just tryna me and you What it do Yea it's true man she told me where my room?
Uh Ayy, Uh Uh, Ayy, Uh Ayy, Uh Uh, Ayy, Uh Ayy, Uh Uh, Ayy, Uh Uh, Ayy Gucci, Gucci, Gucci Rocking Fendi, Loui, Prada I told that bitch she can fuck me but she cannot get a dolla She love how I hit it from the back she calling me her father When I seen her cross the street I knew that I just had to holla And she asked me if I ever lied I'm saying no your honor Beat the pussy blue just like some tide some like Adrien Broner Always strapped I cant cum inside she cannot have my daughter Sipping yellow lean it's not outside I got it straight from Roger I treat my ex like a baseball cause I really like to Dodger Always blowing up my phone on IG I just had to block her She ain't want me at my lowest now she want me cause I'm hotter With my main because she noticed that I keep on going harder In a Hellcat it be flying like that nigga Harry Potter I see opps they end up dying when I use my opper dropper New Bottega I keep buying got my main bitch looking proper Getting heady while I'm driving I know she's a sloppy thotter At the crib I'm scuba diving cause her pussy just like water No longer for the streets no more she out here got me talking proper I put a tracker in her phones if she was cheating woulda caught her I was out and hit the mall and guess what I just went and bought her G-G-G-Gucci, Gucci, Gucci Rocking Fendi, Loui, Prada I told that bitch she can fuck me but she cannot get a dolla She love how I hit it from the back she calling me her father When I seen her cross the street I knew that I just had to holla And she asked me if I ever lied I'm saying no your honor Beat the pussy blue just like some tide some like Adrien Broner Always strapped I cant cum inside she cannot have my daughter Sipping yellow lean its not outside I got it straight from Roger I treat my ex like a baseball cause I really like to Dodger Always blowing up my phone on IG I just had to block her She ain't want me at my lowest now she want me cause I'm hotter With my main because she noticed that I keep on going harder In a Hellcat it be flying like that nigga Harry Potter I see opps they end up dying when I use my opper dropper New Bottega I keep buying got my main bitch looking proper Getting heady while I'm driving I know she's a sloppy thotter
Bad bitch she ate me for lunch Bad bitch she ate me for brunch Bad bitch she ate me for dinner Sleep with that K just like Jenner Young niggas hop out the sprinter Hop out that bih with the pump Sit at the top like a bunk Came from the bottom no bunker My bank account look like my number Pull up with the stick like a drummer Yuh I'm lit for the summer Shawty she give me the dumb head her friend going dumber Screaming free Jeffery no Dahmer I never talk to your honor These niggas don't got no honor Diamonds they hitting like Broner Money it got a lil longer Money it got a lil longer I told that bih I don't want her All of this money we launder I ball on these niggas like Chalmers yuh Bad bitch she ate me for lunch Bad bitch she ate me for brunch Bad bitch she ate me for dinner Sleep with that K just like Jenner Young niggas hop out the sprinter Hop out that bih with the pump Sit at the top like a bunk Came from the bottom no bunker My bank account look like my number Pull up with the stick like a drummer Yuh
Hold Up Soon as I get home, girl I'ma make this shit up to you, baby I've been gone too long from you, baby Soon as I get home, girl I'ma show you I'm the one for you, baby Feels good when I'm fuckin' you, baby I've been locked down for a while now Baby, I'ma beat it all night long, all night long I've been locked down for a while now Baby, I'ma beat it all night long, all night long Look, hit it like Michael Trout And if it's good I fuck around and eat it like some trout Yeah, Adrien Broner, I got the knockout, girl I'm gettin' top in the foreign, I got the top dropped I told her once I put it in you better not stop Yeah, wit' this good at head, how you a dropout?
Dot on his head is red (Red) Get popped for some shit That your brother did (Brrrp) I love my mama, never changin' on her So I gotta let his mama live (Mama) I beat the pot up like Adrien Broner Make him vanish, David Copperfield (Copperfield) Came in the game and was independent We was screamin' out that we ain't got a deal (Fuck a deal) Said I ain't playin', this the face I make When I call my plug and he ain't got a seal 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, my name is Takeoff I'm outta here (Gone) Open the door and then got in there (Got in there) Quiet, I pick up the silencer (Shh) Shoot it up 'til they acknowledge us (Brrrp) Ballin', but they keep foulin' us (Ball) And ain't no stoppin' us (No) , try it to see the apocalypse Said I got a big scale Same size as his scale, yeah (yeah) we too playa (We too playa) Yeah, we too playa (We too playa) New Moncler (Drip) , throwin' salt on a playa (Salt) Save the salt for the snails (Salt) or the rocks in my ear (Rocks) Put you in the Bentley (Skrrt) , brand new Selena (Selena) She a bad bitch, I seen her (Bad) , I'm flooded, call FEMA I do it the best (Best) , I am too playa to stress (Playa) Drip like the mayor, more or less (Drip) I like your bitch, I caress (I like her) Dry down the stick nigga, hush (Hush) Codeine syrup a must (A must) Wraith with the peppermint guts (Wraith) He sweet, he keep holdin' nuts (He sweet) Your bitch is a throwaway mutt
What'd you expect Blow to My chest You don't Respect Shell of you Left You're all the same Nothing remains You stood So still You felt I feel It washes Me It cuts so deep You're in my head I fell I bled I don't go to sleep until I buss a nut I got this thirty on me I'll shoot it up It's 5 o'clock in the morning I'm getting up Back to the liquor store I'm drunk as fuck I need more drugs, Just to get me going, I made 100 thou Bout to go and blow it I'm all about business Like Adrien Broner Ain't no GPS I'm driving they like where you going Is you gon get cotton mouth when you try to suck dick Two head twist combo with extra spit I look like Kareem Campbell Manual kick flip I can't sell you a gram bitch I'm trynna sell a zip You walkin on black ice bitch don't slip I wish I was like you I wish I fell so deep into the floor I wish I was like you So hell was nothing less and nothing more I wish I was like you So there was nothing left to say Nothing left unsaid The truth and falsities become the same You're all the same Nothing remains"
You niggas crack under pressure, Tim Tebow The shots didn't hit, you was at the freethrow I let my heat go, pull up with my seat low Girls smoking, I keep asking Banks where the weed go Still with the shit, still searching for a kilo I'm the reason why these niggas peeping out their peephole Somebody called us and said the rap game needs us (They talking) Fuck it, they talked about Jesus (Still hating) Yeah, they hated on Jesus (The real waiting) They talked about Jesus This one here is for all non-believers (They talking) Fuck it, they talked about Jesus (Still hating) Yeah, they hated on Jesus (The real waiting) You know they talked about Jesus Wouldn't dent a armor at them niggas all together Louise summer sweater, Yankee on the sky-dweller 'gamo belt, fly fella, they think all of mines vanilla Six or seven more flavors out in Vegas with weather With my kush up in the hall of fame Cavemen, break out your ball and chain I'll orchestrate the walk of shame Your life's plain, escort me through here like the president Royal room, you gotta tell the hoes what hotel I'm in You never did, you out here regular, ain't go one heckler I ball consecutive as long as they got neck to give Salute me you ever see me, I'm a vet CD full of cracks, easy with the grills, cut plat Somebody called us and said the rap game needs us (They talking) Fuck it, they talked about Jesus (Still hating) Yeah, they hated on Jesus (The real waiting) They talked about Jesus This one here is for all non-believers (They talking) Fuck it, they talked about Jesus (Still hating) Yeah, they hated on Jesus (The real waiting) You know they talked about Jesus Fishscales paid the bill, I ain't never been broke Arm ya, Adrien Broner on the ropes I'm still at that Mickey D's off of Atlantic My BK niggas, man, I feed them hammers My connect only speaks Spanish Uno, dos, tres, quatro, full bricks then vanished Jump in the Martin Vanquish Donald Sterling think he a slavemaster Turn my Clippers jersey inside out Feed niggas with long spoons running their mouth Godfathers to the head, they spoiled that Might trout your legs, overseased pussies, y'all loving thots Been around the world, crime scene in the parking lot Somebody called us and said the rap game needs us (They talking) Fuck it, they talked about Jesus (Still hating) Yeah, they hated on Jesus (The real waiting) They talked about Jesus This one here is for all non-believers (They talking) Fuck it, they talked about Jesus (Still hating) Yeah, they hated on Jesus (The real waiting) You know they talked about Jesus
If a nigga ask me do I need somethin', I get offended, come on By myself, nigga, I'm independent Breakin' the law with no codefendant Go to jail, I get a lesser sentence No niggas 'round me so ain't no snitchin' Mansion, I own it Jewelry, I own it, 'Rari, I own it I used to beat up the pot, Adrian Broner Alligator loafer, crocodile hunter Young nigga I don't need assistance But I still got an assistant It's nothin' to go buy a Bentley Unlike you lil' niggas, pockets on empty When it come to the guala they callin' me Polomalu (Run to the money) Brokanese niggas still wearin' Prada You know you broke, you don't think that's a problem Askin' for money, that's not an option Fuckin' your bitch then I took her shoppin' Different color diamonds, Dennis Rodman If I throw Gotti, turn to a goblin I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a whip I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a zip I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a ride I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a thing I ain't gotta ask no nigga for nothing I ain't gotta ask no nigga for nothing Falisha, I ain't gotta ask no nigga I ain't askin' no nigga, don't ask me, nigga Falisha, I ain't gotta ask that nigga I ain't askin' no nigga for shit, nigga Falisha, act like Falisha, act like Falisha Falisha, you act like Falisha, you act like Falisha Stop beggin' ho When she came to the car askin' for the microwave Prolly fuckin' Falisha Shout out Debo, he be gettin' a ho for everything Migos my people Yeah that Rich Homie shit runnin' through everything Get bust by them people Interrogation room, boy I swear I can't tell a name Hundred thousand, bought a new car Get wrong at the mouth, I'ma break your shit And let a hundred thousand buy a new mouth And I'm up any time Just spent another two hundred thousand dollars on a new loft Couple thousand, that don't mean you a boss I got another 500 stashed behind the wall Quavo do too, Offset do too I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a whip I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a zip I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a ride I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a thing I ain't gotta ask no nigga for nothing I ain't gotta ask no nigga for nothing Falisha, I ain't gotta ask no nigga I ain't askin' no nigga, don't ask me, nigga Falisha, I ain't gotta ask that nigga I ain't askin' no nigga for shit, nigga Falisha, act like Falisha, act like Falisha Falisha, you act like Falisha, you act like Falisha
Ayo, I had to Vert the Vanquish Basquiats in the bandos, we tasteless SE gang, hammer on the waist Shit, leavin' the club wasted Waivin' it in niggas' faces Louis reekin' out my fuckin' pores Sweepin' coke off of marble floors Medusa head on the buckle shit I came with the semi-LV's on the luggages Blood bottoms with the spikes on it Canary choke, par, pink ice on it Fresh new MAC on the dresser chillin' Watchin' Run's House Daydreamin' 'bout Vanessa Simmons Playin' chess on the luggage Zanottis unzipped match the Lagerfeld bucket Smell the dope on me at The little homie graduation He caught his first body, told him "congratulations" Rockin' minks at the Broner fight If the four pound don't Then the chopper might How the fuck you 'gon do me harm, nigga? I'm surrounded by shooters I'm Lebron nigga shootin' like Curry nigga Do you like Flip when Birdie ripped him Two 45's on me like Jimmy Jump MAC in the Reagan era Bag in the baby's trunk Python on the Just Don Fendi dinner plates with the Gold Bond Twistin' up the gas in a Versace store Spent so much cash they gotta lock the door The SLS coke white Free Sly Green, they gave my nigga four lifes This the kind of shit the game miss Hurricane wrist In the kitchen whippin' up a cocaine dish Stop bink at the dice game Catch him in the yard with the knife gang Niggas ain't fuckin' with my night game Forty for the Hublot, that was light change Couple MACs in my bitch' Birkin Throw him off the roof now he fly for certain And, bitch, I want all the cash Conway, Westside Gunn Hall & Nash, nigga Griselda, by Fashion Rebels
(Yeah, it's Lil' Gnar) (Yeah, it's Lil' Gnar) (Lil' Gnar, Lil' Gnar, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Let's rob them) I been locked in Know that I gotta get paid (gotta get paid) Heard me sayin' I'm realer than real But really these niggas are fake (niggas are fake) Pull up on a opp block I'll fuck around, throw a grenade (fuck around, throw a grenade) Stackin' all them blue hunnids I cannot fuck with a bank (yeah yeah) Try and stay soft from a nigga You gon' fuck around, get your mind blown So it's nothin', just body Catch it, bet that pussy boy'll get chopped off So it's nothin', just a body Catch it, bet that pussy boy'll get chopped off I be fuckin' on some bad shit when I'm switchin' in and outta time zones (time zones) Yeah, gotta admit When I first started, that I wasn't focused (that I wasn't focused) When I'm up top, I be on point, I gotta keep it poker (gotta keep it poker) I be up late just like a bat, that paranoia (that paranoia) I pop me an Addy and go on a drill, and nigga, we rollin' (we rollin') All of my brothers is havin' them bands, you could call 'em Jonas (yeah) I go hand and hand, beat a nigga just like Adrien Broner (Adrien Broner) Knew I'll be the man ever since I was on my mama's shoulders (every since I was) I can't go back and forth like metronome We put one in his head, and he vested me (yeah yeah) Startin' droppin' them bodies like Fentanyl Was to take off your top if you in the mob I ride with my niggas I don't really care if they right or wrong (I don't really care) If I ain't have 'em nuts to do it, I'll ride along (no, I'll just do it) I went through the pain and weathered the rain and walked through the storm I been locked in Know that I gotta get paid (know that I gotta get paid) Heard me sayin' I'm realer than real But really these niggas are fake (niggas are fake) Pull up on a opp block I'll fuck around, throw a grenade Stackin' all them blue hunnids I cannot fuck with a bank (let's rob them) Try and stay soft from a nigga You gon' fuck around, get your mind blown So it's nothin', just body Catch it, bet that pussy boy'll get chopped off So it's nothin', just a body Catch it, bet that pussy boy'll get chopped off (yeah, yeah) I be fuckin' on some bad shit when I'm switchin' in and outta time zones
Far sighted so it seem so outta sight Niggas talk about me even when they type Feelin like I'm King Kong They call me a monkey anyway so ion even feel wrong Came back bad And I came back stronger Beatin on my chest every time I make a song Money callin tell ya girl get gon I ain't rico but bih turn the lights on Shit too nasty Got a luh queen and she classy Period And I ain't talkin maxi Period Ain't a mf gettin past me Period Ain't a mf gettin past Say the mission I complete tasks Count it up you know I'm good math Lick my fingers this that new cash New shawty w some new splash My old girl solid so I keep tabs on it These tsunamis not a wave and I ain't comin w a warnin Comin straight for the top like I came warrant If youn see em w me they ain't that important Streets come w bands and paranoia Niggas takin Ls say they did it for the hood like they adrien broner I can't take a loss and trip up on the same strings These ain't same strings that we pull I'm the controller She say she smell cologne but the weed a louder odor Why luh mama call me daddy but she a luh older?
Look at me, baby, you know you won't find nothin' better Don't look at me crazy, haha, you know they ain't on my level And girl, I'm, huh, in the Maison Margielas When I make it rain, you gon' need an umbrella I used to want a 'Rari, look at me now In a Bentley truck smoking that loud We never saying sorry, my niggas be wild Take your chains and the watch My momma begging me to stop But I got a million reasons why Semi-automatic with the stock (brr) .45 in the Bentley truck Doot-doot-doot on your block .45 on me like MJ, ooh (brr) I'm at Benihana's eatin' shrimp steak, woo (skrrt, skrrt) In the Bentley truck with the semi tucked (woo) Fuck those pussies, they don't wanna see me up Goyard, had to put the Fendi up (ayy) Niggas with the plug, tell 'em ring me up After the club, yo, I'm callin' your bae up (brrrr) Takin' that shit and you know we gon' stay up She give me face, I ain't talkin' about makeup (woo) Fuck her from the back, pull out the lace front (ayy) All I ever wanted was some designer Partner, you the Kap, no 49ers I'ma beat the pussy, I'm Adrien Broner She spit on that mic and I might just go sign her I used to want a 'Rari, look at me now In a Bentley truck smoking that loud We never saying sorry, my niggas be wild Take your chains and the watch My momma begging me to stop But I got a million reasons why Semi-automatic with the stock (brrr) .45 in the Bentley truck Doot-doot-doot on your block All my niggas rocking good, all my niggas active (yeah, yeah) It's 50 for a line, nigga, 250 for the Actavis, huh Bitches they the baddest, and they just wanna be fucked right At the after party, girl, where we get naughty, sorry I used to want a 'Rari, look at me now In a Bentley truck smoking that loud (yeah, yeah) We never saying sorry, my niggas be wild Take your chains and the watch My momma begging me to stop But I got a million reasons why Semi-automatic with the stock (brr) .45 in the Bentley truck Doot-doot-doot on your block
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