Lyrics:
the news
Nah it's controlled substance
And I ain't one to talk because
I'm about to roll something
They stuck in their old customs
The courts don't uphold
Rich Port to Rich Porter
Lil' boy, this a man's sport
I stole cars, to transport
That's snortin' the
A lawyer, they don't the cases, he ran court
Custom
Say hello to my little friend (hello to my little friend)
I could've been a doctor, should've been a lawyer
I go to court so much I could've been my
for
Like U.S. customs request for a passport
Initiated like she baptised
She looked up
Closed her eyes
And layed down on her back side
There is no one
vaults in Morocco
But my all time favorite is a Columbian taco
If I walk the walk, talk the talk, sling therapy
If I spit what I knew then the courts
never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin' out the court (court, jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
I got on me a custom piece from the start
And I get them wetter than threes, I ain't even seen a court
And she really be worshipping me
Tell her call
never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin' out the court (court, jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
You a dork (ooh), never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin' out the court (woo, jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup taste like
flip the obstacle
Now my proposal rips the global
From California to courts, it's over God so, taste the soul food
Remember baggy jeans,
Now my proposal, it's the global
From California to courts, it's over God, so taste the tofu
Remember baggy jeans, the Timberlands in November
Shorty
They know what we do
We come light up blocks
Just like a torch
They took my nigga out da field
He scored a touchdown
Right in court
I can't cuff
Sitting outside the court house rolling za za waiting up on my lawyer
Super charge my hustle left then in the rear just like a spoiler
Shawty keep it
the vehicle's custom
Don't talk tough talker unless you walk the walk
We grimy, we dirty in New York, New York
Blood spill around here and don't care about court
pocket
Got sauce in locker, My jay's are custom Foster's
My brothers be with me, We flyer than saucers (Uh)
I'm just making progress
Make it from
black, and the Feds shutting mouths
It goes to court, justice ain't served when it's out
Um... What kinda world are we living in now
First, I was lied to,
Yea, whoa, yea, wow
Yea, wow, yea, wowzers
Yea, wowzers, yea wowzers
Yea, wowzers, yea yea
10 in my North Face I don't do court cases
Drillers with
to insane, I rain firewater
Tape recorder, can't be saved by a court order
I got my sword cross your throat you joke
We on the run with the golden guns, get
on the grind for the shine, and we gon' get paid
Spent a mill' on the wheels, custom wit' the Navi'
Two of the same whips; we doin' it big, livin' lavish
exotic blunts gas i don't want to hit it
Pull up in a rolls on shawty i shitted
Baby don't mind me i'm just kicking pimping
Put me on the court and i ball
tempted to shoot
On a court, at a game, at a range or a booth
I'm a thriller like M.J. the way that I move
I'm that lyrical artist who mastered the Flow
Cause we the boss type knicks game court side
Big chain sporty ride
G4 the lord of skies (flyin')
And courts in session so you all could rise (stand
Specially requested bought another custom wraith
Specially requested bust down Patek like a lake
Specially requested 42 straight to face
I’m gone
Custom wola ukolo wa oh
Me gwa Oga Atah
Ede eh eh
Onu Igala Abuja
Chief James Alabi Okai
One omemele Abe Igala oh
Formal Deputy Controller General
Custom
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