Lyrics:
do den go talk about o
Den too nosey den dae congosa you
Den too nosey den dae congosa you
Den too nosey for dae congosa you
Get fine baby by my side
Next day another country
I'm on top like Selena
They tryna find me
I told them boys they gotta keep up
She tryna love me but I keep leaving
Catching
fuckers by the minute, they be broke if they not in it but I'm being nice
Started doing that shit for fun because I felt alive
Throw me in the studio for
my
It's more like billy clubs and gats
And we really love it when you think we're guilty 'cause we're black
"But you kill each other, facts
You
Dominos, on my nose, pull up with a pie (domo)
Middle finger with the five, fuck the GBI (fuck 'em)
Mississippi, country nigga, crooked letter I (su)
believe that his bitch was out smoking dope
Now I gotta stand on my own 2
I came in this world by myself
that's the way I'm gone die fool
on dubs
Smokin' on dubs in clubs
Blowin' up like cocoa puffs sippin' Bud
Gettin' perved and getting dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs
Lawton, AKA Deadshot
Flashback to Deadshot holding a phone
Next to him – and then a travelling shot
Of Gotham’s rooftops
Followed by Deadshot planting
the money came
We was all on it like a like a Money Train
The strippers and the club was normal thing
I knew em by they real name and they stripper name
Why you bring that money to the club if you ain't throwin' it?
How you naked on the 'Gram but in person you ain't showin' shit?
Why you go against
rowdy by sayin na na na na na
I'm a cash deala'
A No Limit ass kicka'
I'm a bad nigga
Fast nigga
Ain't the last nigga
Keep my mind on my money
Sydney to his club and feels free
They close the bar, he finds his car and then goes home to sleep
And his wife has been with Rosie, in the parlour where
owed me a brick, that was 3 years ago
Seen him in the club, niggas shot him in the throat
Black amigo Scooter still rob me gold
And I still got a lot
hoes at the club ready to pack they shit and go
Don't trip baby
After the club you can jump off in my whip baby
And let a nigga get a sample of them
switching
You can tell me that you love me bitch I know you lying
If I'm in the club it's VIP I don't want wait in line
Baddies out on Granby, I'm on demon
well they say there's lots of fans
for those texas country bands
playing all them songs about texas pride
well you can make one little bet
I
I'm a fucking shame, huh? Yeah, I know, yeah, I know
I go out the country to get all my clothes and my hoes
I go out my way just to get my 'dro and my
Dade Country yayo shit
Double MOB
I'm finna take these pussy niggas down
Beat Billionaire
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke
put a lil' dank in
Don't got time for no mother fuckin' fake friends
Real Taylor's smoke good weed and drink gin
Now its hard to name a country that I
Artist, Artist, Artist
Ice, Ice, Ice
Artist, Artist
Ice, Ice, Ice
I'm in Club Vanish sipping on Vodka
Cranberry black & it's sponsored by artist
IMOB
They call me by my nick name in the club
I don't fuck with whitney she's a thot
If you wanna leave me please do not
Baby try to listen when I talk
We are
on two-five
Or your big brother put you on like surprise
Hearing my hood described
So vivid you could see it by closing your eyes
Maybe it was the age
country
Laughin' at us on lockdown to them it's funny
As they just countin they money
Damn man
You've been programmed by the damn man
That's Uncle Sam's
on dubs
(Down here) we keep a chicken head up in the club
(Down here) my thugs they get nothing but love
(Down here) we off the chain like you thought we
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