Lyrics:
I don't get it
Made a few bands, Yeah this week
Crazy how I do it by myself, don't need a team
Sayin' she yours, but she out here with me
Don't rock
undetected got that FN incase it gettin' hectic
Fur coats in the winter time gotta make it back before dinner time
Shorty fucking with me yeah she been a dime
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?
Uh
In New York like Biggie, ROC, plants on my sock
She runnin' from the cock and when I shoot I blatttt
Yeah,
on the ave
Hoppin' out the DBS, gеttin' to the bag
If you gettin' in my way then
I'm gеttin' to the mag (You know)
True story (Yeah) it's too gory (Yeah)
Catchin' vics, throwin' bricks, gettin' by bein' slick
Used to get high just to get by
Used to have to puff my L in the morning before I get fly
Ate
i keep tellin myself
She's my shot glass shattered on the picture frame
That goodbye lipstick mirror stain
And sayin i'm alright just gettin by sober
So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind Staff
While the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news
Like Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed
a menace I'm surprised you ain't clocked
Sweet divine we sipped Henny on rocks
Says she loves my vibe and she's struggling to stop
Smoking Dutch gettin' paid
schools
Dyin to get busy, because I knew I had the tools
Then I got the heart and went by the set
I said, "Yo, I wanna rock the set" "Yeah no sweat"
Kickin
I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks
All gold Rollie, no tick tock
Fuck your ho, in my flip flops
gettin' it on the air mattress, servin' rocks in some Air Maxes
Blendin' in with my habitat, hit it hard, then double back
Credit card, that was scammer
We really lucky we got 'em, you can spot 'em
From a distance, now let's just say FOR INSTANCE
You got a crank gettin' ganked for his bank by some
cops
Eeeny, meeny, miney, moe
Catch a piggy by throat
Wolf coat, gettin cold on the West Coast
Captain, the sheep sleepin on the boat
In my bag, paper
a dive
She's drinkin' that champagne, I'm gettin' sky high
On this surefire cure from Lynchburg, Tennessee
She ain't coming back so bartender hit me
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
rock my jersey
Sayin' that she loyal but she's really thirsty
Suck a nigga dick 'cause I don't show her no mercy
One for the money, two for the show
and gin
Bitch I feel like nephilim, she dream for peace and love again
Pull up in in a Caesar got 2
Seaters in the driveway
Preceded by this 2 tone
Bitches
my young niggas on, ain't no jewelry, we share-y (lil' bitch)
Had to rock the two-tones on the same day 'cause these niggas been trippin' ('bout us
Written by James Young
Lead vocals by James Young
yeah
eight days a week with my baby at home
and you know that she's my tender honey
baby
[Chorus]
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Ridin' by gettin' high
Smokin' on that chronic drinkin' Ol' English
Rags tied gangs signs Letters
bam bam bam
The bitch packed a twenty-two
Hit him in his head, there she laid him
The nigga standin' by the door I sprayed him automatic fires
Just to watch you veg
Me and Ryan Gosling got somethin' in common
We both fly as fuck and rock with the Mormons
She wormin' that shit with that shit in
popped up, on the East
The lady is ready, tell Duke I'ma rock her steady
Lovely lady, girl you drive me crazy (3X)
Tight BM, she want
by and it caught my eye
That ass so super fat, oh my my my
Everybody outta her life, he oh so nice
You the best thing of all times
Best thing
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