Lyrics:
came to her eye
And she said
I used to be a country singer
I could sing a mean patsy cline
My husband he could yodel like wilf carter
Kitty wells was
your adrenalin, son, it's time for bouting
It's a model you're resembling the niggas who like following
Trapped inside your projects like a genie
The doors lift from the floor and the tops come off
By any means necessary, whatever the cost
Even if it means lives is lost
And I can't explain why I just
you
Sure what you found
Fountain keep me by your call me money
Keep fake ID you call me smile
Don't stare me on you
Start on you, mean like how to be
had to hit me a lick
I bought the Tahoe from the trap money, haven't even seen a brick
Cocaine by the kilo, these days put it right on my wrist
You
like them kids watch a clown
I wanna bring you joy and be
Be the reason you smile
Baby, you know my style, you know how I get down
I provide by any means
about to blow up, the bitch volcanic
That's Hawaii 5-0, yo
That's the style, I know, yup
Yeah, I got the pyro
I go americano psycho, thrilla
It's
But don't be downhearted, I can fix it for you, sonny
It won't take too long
You guessed it
Well, It may be a hit
I like it
[Havoc]
It be a buck-fifty, your chance of runnin is infinte
Slugs that leave niggas drugged like a chick slip the Mickey
I'm so on the low it
one of one
I can teach you how to get it one on one
When you ball like this, ho, it's not a game
But I'm goin' insane all '21
Bitch think we dated
And you was supposed to hold me down
I wish I could see your smile
All that other shit don't mean nothin', I came from hustlin'
And I still
the club crowd a little thicker
Nigga in a club fronting like a killer
You ain't eating my nigga you lookin thinner
Now you a sinner a partier beginner
brighter than you
You girls mean business and I do too
Well I'm the enemy of treason
Enemy of strife
I'm the enemy of the unlived meaningless life
I
Whoa whoa
Do do do do do
Yeah
Yeah
Yo,
Tell me fellas have you seen her? (seen her)
It was about five minutes ago
When I seen the hottest
How many more times you cross the line
Run for days with eager eyes
Screaming smile left alone
These crazy things you do
In the forest of your mind
Till that motherfucker hate his face
I been going through some issues that nobody dealing with
Surrounded by real killers and shit, doing it for
Keep bout three four bitches on me
On me, Nigga I ain’t got sleep all week but I bet you young nigga gone eat
Get it by any means
East side nigga with
hold a grudge to the death
Come by myself, I don't need nobody help
I blaze you up like I'm Seth
Shoot 'til it emp', I shoot a hundred like Wilt
You
I grow in it?
Throw a booth in the place, imagine how I'd flow in it
Outer space bars, Ozs to the face, y'all
Bowl by the hottub in case, y'all
Plush
by my lonely
I put in work by my lonely
.40 on me, you know it's my homie
I wanna be by my lonely
I take these Perc' by my lonely
I put in work by
(Ricky Racks)
For what it's worth
You were a slut at birth
If the world had a dick
You'd fuck the Earth
I tried to get over you
It doesn't work
niggas grab they head and jump back
Hollin' whoa 'cause it's goin' down like lips to dick
I'm so tight I make you bitches never want to see the mic
and won't let go
And you feel like she's always been in your soul
And as time goes by she's still surprising you
That's how you know it's true
When a new love
foreplay so you need five and
Tell me shorty you got it baby
If its not it baby, hope its progress baby
Let it all drip baby
If you stop that shaking, no
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