Lyrics:
Yeah, turn the lights on
Yeah, turn the lights on
Yeah, turn the lights on
Turn the lights on
These hoes be acting up
These hoes be acting up
These
I see how these niggas playin'
But I could adapt
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
Yeah, turn the lights on
Yeah, turn the lights on
Yeah, turn the lights on
Turn the lights on
These hoes be acting up
These hoes be acting up
These
I see how these niggas playin'
But I could adapt
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me
Fuck these niggas
Fuck these niggas
Fuck these niggas
Fuck these niggas
Fuck these niggas
Fuck these niggas
Fuck these niggas
Fuck these niggas
Fuck
nigga I got this here
Big backyard with a house on the hill
Old school whip with some big ass rims
Fuck these haters, fuck these hoes
Fuck these
All these drugs all these drugs
All these drugs (that’s all this drug shit)
Oh, it’s Holiday season niggas
All these drugs
All these drugs got these
Ugh
These girls tryna get high
These girls tryna get by
These girls tryna get fly
These girls, these girls
These girls tryna maintain
These girls
Ugh
These girls tryna get high
These girls tryna get by
These girls tryna get fly
These girls, these girls
These girls tryna maintain
These girls
a slick rick runner
Well, keep on talking you'll be goner, yeah
These boys, these boys can't slow me down
These boys, these boys can't slow me down
These
It's Only
Who raised these nigahs who raised these nigahs
Who raised these nigahs who raised these nigahs
Who raised these nigahs who raised these
fuckin' do it (do it)
These niggas try to hold me back, I swear I've been through it
Middle finger to 'em all, I'ma make 'em pay
PSA for any nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hella drunk and she on E
All these broads keep pullin' on me
(On me)
Won't
These summer days, These summer days
These summer days, These summer days
These summer days, These summer days
These summer days, These summer days
Look at these niggas
Look at these
Look at these niggas, what
Look at these niggas, ooh
Look at these niggas, what
Look at these niggas, what
Verse 1
Taking these L's trying to win
Brushing it off try it again (can't win them all)
You gonna fall not for the pin
Counting you out not for
Oh, Young Money, money so old
All these motherfuckin' M's and all these motherfuckin' O's
I can give some to these hoes
But I got that dope dick,
You know I bang with my bros (Yeah)
You know I bang with my bros (Same niggas)
Since all these hoes on go
I'ma go fuck all these hoes, yeah
(Count
Ooh-ooh-ooh
See, see I don't wanna walk these days
And walk these times and walk these, these
See I don't wanna walk these days
And walk these
I flex on these hoes
I flex on these hoes
And I flex on these niggas
I ball on these hoes
I ball on these hoes
And I ball on these niggas
I flex
All going fuck for free
Jay be fucking on me
Got that toolie on me
You'll be dead in a week
All these niggas they weak
I be hitting these streets
I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (hard, times)
I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times
I'm tryin' to make it through these
(Ayy, yo, BandPlay)
Paper Route Frank
(Band, Band)
It's Dolph
These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh)
These niggas ain't fuckin' with me
And laugh with each other about these days
These days
All our troubles, we'll lay to rest and
We'll wish we could come back to these days
These days
Oh, I
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