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Backwoods, smoke some big trees, no cover (what you want?)
I take by the cover, sip lean like coffee (what?)
Ride around with three Ks, Ku Klux, no Nazi

profits 
Trigger finger itching cause I know they wanna get me
Niggas tried to rob me but they wasnt fucking wit me 
Its fucked up you gotta live yo life by

They Down with Us

Scarface

The Last of a Dying Breed [Clean]

2000

cock straps too
And we blast on fools,fuck you over
We smoke niggas too, like Black Rob do
We straight criminals, fuck an interview
J-Prince will

lace em'
I been on my lone wolf
Ain't been trusting nun lately

Lot of pain losing places to keep it
Since a kid had a smoking addiction
They was talking

he kick shit like-
Damn
I'm not even gon say that lil' shit
Cause it's just gon' sound a lil' corny
I'm with your bitch, you know she horny
She

missing like trips to Bermuda
And I told that hoe come back wit my guala
Niggas never had no bank no commas
Remember your niggas get stained by there

on my side like something surgical
You get popped top dropped like convertibles
Heater hit his ass quick but the burn was slow
Lil homie looking like

can't leave without it

Gunna

I Am > I Was

2018

Yeah
VVS look like a star, yeah
I took the top off the car (yeah)
We don't abide by the law (no)
You don't know what I done saw (saw)
Can't

the season i like 
I say fuck that fuck that fuck that 
Lil beamon gone shine 
Yall ain't never send no help 
Yall just told me pick your head up 
Then you

from the RICO watching
People through the peephole
A wolf in sheep's clothes
Hear no evil and I speak no
Word to dangerous minds
Spend no time with

asking questions like how did he do it 
Yo vibe is a chooser I'm bussing her down 
Then I'm sending her back 
I swear ain't nun to it 
Call up Rob Smitty

you know it's by Fenty
I ain't talkin to a nigga unless he givin me plenty of that dick bitch
I like 'em real thick
And don't ya worry nigga I can drive

Sipping on codeine and a fanta

Sipping on codeine and a fanta

Written by: Wolf Walker
Back Vocals by: Wavyonthekeys & Lourd Romeo
Produced by

spread
Cross my chest (huh)
Runnin' like Dalvin (huh)
A spread offense (huh)
So a nigga had to
Take a lil minute
Just to roll one and hit it (yeah)
Find

need to stop it
Your life's a façade lil bro, you can drop it

Too many bitches, can't keep them up off of me
Feeling like I won a lottery
I got

a lil' sunrise (catch it)
Caught me by surprise (I just wanna bop)

Waterfalls make me weak (no)
So I, so I creep (woah)
Mermaids on the reef

bitch like  Madden
I was just trappin and then i started Rapping these niggas be cappin
Lil nigga what happened
You not bout the action
I pull up on him

600 thou
Lil bro Blick got 2 years down
For sum bullshit like 2 quarter pounds
Tried to rob my nigga T Money
Shot em in the face
First thing he said

saying lie to me
She just wanna see me grow
She saying lie to me
My lil shawty stay on go
Bad lil bitch yeah she bout it
Go wolf of Wall Street for profit

the drum out the minivan
Click got a nigga click live like Instagram
We the reason
We the reason that lil nigga miss his mans
Call me big xan
I ain't never

like what the fuck
You act like you in 8th grade middle school
Because you look like a locker
You such a lil sophomore piece of shit
You making me

and fuck her butt 
So long she'll trade her thong in for depends
Wolf style stab her goddamned esophagus
Or cut her up like Kanye put her cunt in

god , I don’t go use it 
Ya  momma asking me questions Like why,  he was my boy why you go do it 
And I’m like damn it I’m sorry  he ran up on me I was

you got a rope to hang yourself
I rob for self, from Brooklyn, where else
Fat like a Lexus coupe, I'll rip your troop
Not even Lois Lnae could get