Lyrics:
by the school
Where we subject to ball
Don't worry about
The crackas' cuz the crackas'
Ain't sharp
How I'm looking in
The Phantom
Bitch you know that
PUT HIM IN A SAW TRAP
SEALIN FATE WHEN YOU TALK BACK
Skimming down your body like a latte, now you "nonfat"
I'm just more psychotic than Ross without
know as well as I know
That you don't want to die
I give's ah fuck about your crew
What they want to do
Them niggas quick to cock they straps
We
know that I'm gunning,
Laff about the doe but really ain't nothing funny,
Getting rich in a rush, Yeah you know us,
We the Usual Suspectsss,
The real
dirty bitches
Trying to bring all the racks back to the trenches
If you give me the ball I'm a Marshawn Lynch it
Can't fuck it up on fourth and inches
Ross lynch
I'm chilling w your girl watching lilo and stitch
Me despido w this verse cus I'm about to fuck yo bitch.
Boutta fuck yo bitch
We return her
You don't, Ross.
Imagine the worst things
you think about yourself.
No, you don't, Ross
Imagine the worst things you think about yourself
Now, how would
E-class
I think we got a problem
Yeah
Big money in this bitch if you didn't knew
Big business minus the business suit
Even I look in
E-class
I think we got a problem
Yeah
Big money in this bitch if you didn't knew
Big business minus the business suit
Even I look in
and Mannie Fresh
You know we gettin' money by the way a nigga dress
I'm talkin' Japanese Denim (Boss), money stuffed in 'em
Got the coolest of the cars
today, tomorrow, Wednesday
So, just tell me something about yourself
Well look, if, if you don't talk
I mean these sessions are going to go slower,
Nah, let me talk
Let me talk to you bro
What do you know about pain
Huh
No, what you know about pain
I got that shit by the bundle
Life lessons by
wouldn't do
You wanna lynch me down but you're the one who should be asked too
Don't know why you think that I'm the one look at yourself a little
You say
What'd you think, you thought I'd think I'd make a milli baby
What'd you think you thought I do this shit for really baby
I'm havin fun with it you
word that can medicalize by silence
Now I walk among you with these new abilities in my head
And if you've read your history, you might think some folks
I'm a boss
I did this shit by myself
Bitch I said
Fuck the cost
I been got rid
Of some pounds
Got me feelin
Like Ross
I can't stop
Gettin it now
Of yo crib
Niggas be scared to do song With me
Then I gonna think About where I'm at
I have a whole discography
They dropped since
Since like o6
Nobody
thought about you)
Feeling high like I seem to do
Every time I think about you
Saw two lovers start to kiss (I thought about you)
Had to hold back
I think we got a problem
Yeah!
Big money in this bitch if you didn't know
Big business minus the business suit
Even I look in the mirror like,
'm surprised you ain't heard
If you haven't heard about me in the 8-5-0, I keep that bass bumpin', party jumpin'
Plenty blunts rolled beer in my hands an after
the bigger picture I'll
Put you six feet under
Go to talk to Bob Ross
Painted so vividly
Sold for a Mil a piece
Over in Sicily, Italy
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Unpopular as it may be, you sir are a dick
I'm tired of your shit
Hatred's fucking flying but come quick
The mobs finna lynch
On some
Don't run up unless you ready to feel me
Put your hands on me really
But I guess that's the problem tho
People caring about image show they ass off
I want a girl with a bad attitude
And when Award Tour dropped I copped my first CD
By then this music took on a new meaning to me
I heard a way
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