Lyrics:
with no narcs, I can't fuck 'round with no narcs
Baby bottle and it's dark, I remember serving carts
Had to hustle, made my mark, selling acid by
carts
Serving up the venom when I hit you with a dart
You might need an antidote; I'll take you to the mart
Bring it all to solo 'cause I won't just sing
on, I think I'm seeing stars, woah
Hit up sunny park serving, bitch come get a cart, woah
I can't get a bitch to stay I make them play they part
Told
(Dee, you poppin' yo shit, nigga)
Sholl is
Soon as they think this shit sweet, we gon' tweak out
Gotta stand for somethin', just serving you
at the gas station, might sell you an Arizona
Your girl said she needs space more
She’s been over my place more
I’m a space shuttle, you a race cart
I’m
bullshit looping like fiasco
Serving instagrams to the junkie bitches I got em
Serving green eggs them jelly drugs they want it
N***as want beef we fed em
They think they Slim like Shady
Fuck the Rollie I want me a AP
Have that boy praying to God like save me
My niggas serving that Roc like Jay Z
We carry
She like Alexander Mcqueen
Gotta lil amiri on my jeans
Nigga im tired of serving these feans
She like Alexander Mcqueen
But she pop percs like
have hired men with the scythes so sharp
To cut him off at the knee,
They rolled and they tied him around the waist
Serving him most him barbarously
sharp to cut him off at the knee
They've rolled him and tied him by the way, serving him most barbarously
They've hired men with their sharp pitchforks
don't fill that cup
I was the kid who got cut from the team now
I'm serving them fiends the best trapper in school
So many years I was shedding them
Ha
Uhh
I paint a picture that's a work of art
All these
Bags in gone need a shopping cart
Gimme a brick I chop it down don't know no martial arts
I
that will be your last thing
And we throwing clips till they empty
(And it's alway fuck the enemies I was serving bricks for the cream cheese)
And I know
If I could take my ex bitch back I wouldn't (NOPE)
GOD knows I speak faxxx I won't cap if I've done it
Still in the trap
Serving grams of the chronic
dunno about hotlines twerking but I know about these flows I'm serving
They ride waves but guys ain't surfing
They copy my flow and learn it this talent
have hired men with the scythes so sharp
To cut him off at the knee,
They rolled and they tied him around the waist
Serving him most him barbarously
hired men with the scythes so sharp,
To cut him off at the knee,
They've rolled him and tied him by the way,
Serving him most barbarously.
They've
hired men with the scythes so sharp,
To cut him off at the knee,
They've rolled him and tied him by the way,
Serving him most barbarously.
They've
feelings
Bitch, I don't really give a fuck bout your feelings
I beat up the pot then I feed the block
We serving them J's said they "need a rock"
You say
streets nigga real life, I'm in the streets nigga Nat Life
I'm on them pink foot balls, yellow bars and them green bars
Four cases of the wall cart, bought
on the damn mail
Keep that hammer if you niggas tryna nail
I been serving bars like I’m tryna build a jail
Thought you was real ain’t know you’ll tell
Yeah
like legos
Really know some young wild niggas who don't play tho
What you want bring yo cart come and shop but you gotta go
Pressure ima tax if it's
Going stupid making money that's my like in a nutshell
Artistic draw my lyrics with pastel
Selling carts and babies giving loans to dorks
Balling out like
carts
Ya dog ain't hot no but he all bark
I keep a IRONMAN
TONY STARKS
My brother my twin you can't tell us apart
Ima bust on her face ya know x marks
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