Lyrics:
more? Are you not pressed
I been setting up rep, fu-fuck a bench press
I been ducked by a bitch then I hit next
She done unsent texts so I refresh
One
a shot I need another shot
Give me a shot I need another shot
Because she's all I've got I'll take just one more shot
Just one more
Give me a shot I need
a shot to drink
…laughin’ all the way to the bank
And my car just pulled up
Every time I see y’all
Keep my weed jar filled up
Niggas smell that smoke
through a deal
Call shots, 'bout to walk you through a drug deal (here we go)
Call shots, 'bout to walk you through a drug deal (here we go)
Yeah, I
above all you jive suckers
Listen, that's word to my mother
You throw a shot at me
I'm throwing a shot back
Your's is on a joint
Mine's whistling by your
And nigga P said he wanted inspiration
(Damn P)
I was really more on some "fuck the word" shit so let's see
(Fuck these niggas man, real talk)
I
paramedics pumpin your chest
Blowin you breath, you dyin but you under arrest
How it feel to see a man dead knowin you next
I guess that's what niggaz meant by
Ayy, two face
I cannot fuck with no two face
I put my trust in that blue face
You ain't see rust, this a jewel face
Sippin' tuss, that Big Blue
on chill, shoe game nasty
The bank roll won't even fold
These niggas jealous
I can see it in they faces, they wanna trade places
These niggas jealous
these niggas must be def dumb
I'm the realest nigga, I'm the trillest nigga
See my chain so icy that I'm the chillest nigga
And if he keep sending shots
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
you ain't a boss, you a product.
I see the flaws in ya logic, this Hip Hop, tik tok got rappers gettin shot for the fake shit in they wrist watch.
the drive-by, in the matte-black Hellcat
Picked up an opp bitch in the same Hellcat (yeah)
Suck on the dick, now the bitch need a Tic Tac (ooh)
I just shot my
trust ah shot?
Cyaan' find some ah mi friend dem right 'ya now
But dawg believe me seh it was a lot
I don't trust friend
I don't trust family
I am
then the liquor pours
Five shots
Six shots
Seven shots more
Didn't see the pain that you had in store
One shot
Two shots
Three shots
Four
I'm always
bank full
But I grab that bull
By the horns
Cuz my pos-i-tivity's scorned
Since they rather mourn
Than celebrate (Aye)
On the day to day (Day)
Where did
First of all, black park it, guns, we spark it
Hit you in the back of your dome, from far, kid
Dice kickers, gun clickers, run up in the bank for ones
when they see me, 9 out of 10 women
But the one freak who about it, I put my thing in ‘em
Watch me take my shot I ain't no ain't Ben Simmons [Beans]
revenge and let loose, see
Like Muslims, standing on the block, rocking a kufi
The hundred-dollar kick rocking kid's back for more
Starting gold wars,
Yeah, the whole world's gone crazy
People riot in the streets
Killin' unborn babies
Catchin' shots from police
Never thought that I would see
through customs, borders
I've been handled by authorities
Drove people crazy when they couldn't see more of me
I've been saved, I've been buried alive
M2 on the chart
I wanna buy a Ferrari put a seed in the garden
Send them racks to the bank send them racks to the bank
Yee already know he want it
community out of Control
But I'm just a fine sit back And recline fuck all them niggas i Live by the code now
I can't feel no more
I can't feel no more
No no
my rents had bank
But all that's gold non't always glitter,
So I'll take another puff from my one hitter
I'm a slave to the trade I'm paid
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