Lyrics:
cars by the three's, Bitches call me papa Johns 'cause I keep that extra cheese
Overseas in the sun, livin' for the fun in Milan with some bad bitches
VERSE 1: 2FISTD
Let the moon shine,
Let me light my blunt, I got stars by my side
I don't even know what's the time
Clouds of doubts tryna hide
Ride for
VERSE 1: 2FISTD
Let the moon shine,
Let me light my blunt, I got stars by my side
I don't even know what's the time
Clouds of doubts tryna hide
Ride for
dystopia
But when we get to those gates they just won't open up
No they won't
My main girl has been playing with some nasty boys
And she tells me that it's
workin' with
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin' with
If you knew better you'd do better
Tell me who's better, nobody home
Could be my body
it)
(Talk to me now) you about to be my main squeeze
Take trips, cop shinny things (just me and you)
Girl just come with me
Now, mama, go 'head do
quit fucking with you
Let me tell you a story about this bitch I had
Used to buy this bitch all types of bags
Lil' bad bitch, kept me on my swag
where there's a finer way
I did it by myself with no help along the way
They want me to quit, so I work so hard
Get off of my dick, homie this my job
you can get it any day or night
(Pre Chorus)
So if you turn around
And tell me to go to hell
I'd say I know that place to well
(Chorus)
crashed
Really livin' fast, die young by the gun
We don't wanna know your name, tell us where you from (hey, tell me where you from?)
I done ran it up
can make me suffer, do whatever
'Cause I know you're one of a kind (oh, ayy, oh-oh) (my girl)
Tell me who can love you, nobody
Hold you, nobody
a world shot full of viruses, see
Tell me
How'd y'all stay alive?
Everyone of y'all
Depending on this so called man
For everything you got comes from
french-braided right by my feet
Now on a accident pussy sells,
you see how heavy traffic gets pussy sells
Nigga you lookin foe yo ho main pussy sells
But you
make moves when you're always strapped under
I plan to read the scriptures, tell you more about the thunder
I wonder what really makes the world go
Ayo Bugatti boys (turn em up)
You know what it is breathe bitch breathe,
Breathe bitch breathe, go
Hello good morning tell me what the lick
rap together, I just want you all for me
Out by one, trust get burned
Now get robbed 'bout it, oh, we ride off in the sun
Piss controllin', I can't
to tell me quit smoking weed
My momma, gave me everthing I need
My momma, said keep faith in God
My momma, momma, momma, momma, momma
[Warren G]
From
Roc-a-Wear, my mamis dedicated
They never tell me no, the most they said is "not here"
I got they ears studded, both wrists baguetted
I got a main chick,
tell me
Leave the streets alone
But they see I just won't listen
They say "just let him go"
They got me at running back and
Now I'm runnin' 'em back
nineteen-eighty, through eighty-eight
I Don't Stop Rappin like my first tapes
When I was broke, I used to sell em instantly (instantly)
One look, you could tell
[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, This the remix
V.I.C. You already know what it is man
It's ya folk Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Checkin' in everything
eye lazy, god like Jay-Z
Yeah they doubt me they aint bout me Im a beast
Got guns like middle east chop you up piece by piece
Leave you broken like
that y'all act, I wanna break something
Comin' at me like the pain I feel means nothing
Comin' from a place where you can't relate
Where every word
sound like a chicken so its time to get plucked
By a gangsta, keep one up in the chamber
Don't make me wear your ass like some 85 Wranglers
Now you all
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