Lyrics:
girls going half on their waffle house
You got to test them out before you take them out
Sit alone little life of the party
Treat a lady like a queen
jackals, hacks flash Bedazzlers, capture flags and crash test happy campers.
For the typecast ponies grazing through the weekend ring alarms
With bassy
Norris
what's the deal I hid a nigga from his mind
Yep you got a line but not big as mine
I came to wreck this, disrespect this
Hit a nigga in his
Make plans fo', roll on yo' camp fo'
[Sin]
Laid back in the same colored Escalade
Run over rappers that test the brake
Leave you under the jeep
stand fo', throw hands fo'
Make plans fo', roll on yo' camp fo'
Laid back in the same colored Escalade
Run over rappers that test the brake
Leave you
nigga)
I'm at the goal line (Gang gang)
I'm at the goal line (Gang gang)
Shawty got gold pussy (I swear)
And I hit the goldmine slow down
I'm
Machine gun rap for all my niggas in the back
Stadium packed, linebacker nigga, flash stacks
See through yellow lines
Rock a fly jersey in
Machine gun rap for all my niggas in the back
Stadium packed, linebacker nigga, flash stacks
See through yellow lines
Rock a fly jersey in
paint
Pull out the slabs for the summer
We got more lines then ya drank
I use to pop my doors open
My trunk was lit like a tank
So many flakes for these
but that's me
I listen to my shit concurrently
Luck
Strange thing about it is I don't give a fuck
Pull me out the mission pull me out the trunk
I am the gas in the blunt
I am the loud in the pack
I am cash in the trunk
Pull up dip out with multiple bags
I am the dirt and the sand
The wind
when they put me to the test
All these ex's hit my line when they realize I'm the best
But I only answer phone calls when I want the neck
All year with
This that we can pop the trunk
This that killer
Death dealer
None realer
Ain’t no punk
This that spirit
Best to fear it
Don’t come near it
Or ya done
N*** mad I got the trunk
In the hood it's all
N*** mad I got the trunk in the hood
It's all, n*** mad I got the trunk in the
Hood its all good when
a panel
You can't desert me like a camel
I was built for this and
Somethin' they cannot dismantle
Man, this is appallin'
I bounce back like Spalding
I slide
I'm smoking gas in the coupe aye
Drop the roof put the top in the trunk
I'm getting paid thirty days out the month
Thirty one zips ran through in
A Villainous Victor with the green light
Whose lines got you stuck in a loop with ghoulish panthers
With these lines I can verge you till your extreme ends are
bunk
I just met my plug up out of state he popped the trunk
I be causing problems you don't wanna test yo luck
Go and get ya weight up no bitch you
the hatch
Bucket hat, five panel, I'm lowkey you all cap
Whippin' boats like a fisherman, Larry F, I swear they kin
Tryna run these streets like a man, we was
I’m ahead of time
No doubt hate it you’ll be dead one line
Knockout straight hits busting heads with rhymes
About as fine as Scarlet Johansen in her
and I'm watchin' em passin
Got the trunk wide open, that's like coke through a passage
And I'm doin' great, little hoe thank you for askin
Yeah, my life
I got killers on my line don't test me
Shit can get real like besties
Got my foot up on they neck like vvs
Diamonds do a dance that's 3D
I got
got popped though
'Cause he a snitch like every nigga in a cop show
This the I test, I guess, I am Proof
I wish a nigga would man, I am Groot
I'm
[First Verse]
Well Baby Beesh, that's my handle, money mackin'
Commando, blowin' like a candle, on that pearl and
Wood panel, modern day Marlon
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