Lyrics:
of those places
I always wanted to go to for some reason like
It just feels like I should be there
At some point in my life
And I think this is the perfect
the fuck you switch when I ain't ask for you to ride
Know they picking sides
But I ain't Mrs. right
Cuz one thing ima always pick my niggas wrong or right
If I send em I give em a bag
FOE don’t do no playing
Lil mama taste just like candy
Birthday cake I’m doing my dance
When you jump off the porch
drive by
Ayo, this record right here is called "FL4M3$" by Lil Tune, Lil Wayne's son
The future, young king
Bless up, let's get it
Young Money
fly her ass out for once
(Fly her ass out for once)
I pulled lil' mama by the waist
Showed a couple bands and shawty' got too lit
(Yea-yeah)
Shootin'
ain’t average so prepare
Hit it from the back feeling just like a snare
Take a seat on my lap like a chair
Lil mama are you suited for this lifestyle
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
and yeah I'm talking muscle, muscle
Now I'm in the game I'm feeling like I'm Russel, Russel
For my lil sister lord please save and rest her soul
For my
Backwoods stuffed with a 3.5
When I creep by, probably throwin' peace signs out the window
I'm busy, I ain't got time for pretendin'
Yeah, hit her
wanna get high (get high)
We sent that boy to the sky
I think that lil' shorty my type (my type)
She high like the 4th of July
That nigga ain't totin'
still with my crew
I can't barely move
Cause you got me stuck
I'm still in my shoes
Winning for the loose
You see where the pain is
Why you came
why (yeah)
You've been fuckin' with me since I was a small fry (true)
And your ex-man (yeah), that's my lil' guy (yeah)
I know some niggas that'll
Throw me the ball and watch what I do with it
Uh-huh, uh
We got Bow Wow in the house
My man Lil' Zane, huh
And Lil' Wayne, Sammie sang to me
the closest ones to ya
Be the ones that sneak up behind ya and stick the knife through ya
That's why now I keep my friends to a minimum
Check for the ones
a sauna, nigga, whackin' shit
Flood that lil' bitch out in stones and got a badder bitch
Posted on the corner where it's yellow tape
Had to buy my bitch
she can't get nothin
I told her I'd pay for it bitch I was bluffin
My money ain't childish dont get caught by dem youngins
I put this shit up they
on my nerve been doin' this shit, all up on my own
Lil' bitch, I had to wait for my turn It is my chance to shine, so you know that I'm lit
Shawty keep
a long time
I just had to get up on my own grind
I just had spit it thru my own lines
I used some old rhymes Just pay me no mind
I do it for my lil man
misconstrued
Everybody yells at me for the things you do, I'm so done
Ooh, you gon' need toughin' up, lil' brother
Pick up by the bootstraps, lil' brother
Stiff
man, my new bitch bad
But I ain't fall for her trap
Better by yourself girl you fеll off bad
Had her to myself thesе niggas took my swag
My apologies if
how its revin up
We jus go and red mean go so these niggas can't handle us
They was raised by Instagram cause they while for the cameras
On my ass
up)
Same time stuck lil hoe (we stuck)
Geeked off 4's ya know, the fuck you crying for (what the fuck)
This hoe wanna suck my dick while I record
But
he sober he'll up and put one in a nigga melon
One time for my Dukes, one time for my pops
Free Twink, rest in peace Tee fuck the opps
One time for
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