Lyrics:
me, but you know that I stand by yolo
BBG want BBC when she see me countin' these hunnos
DVD, we spin 360, if these niggas talk
a lot of bullshit
Full
(We raise)
Don't judge a book by its cover (Cliche)
I'm finna make you my lover (Oh bae)
Coming from the younger brother (You late)
Look at my culture
stay woke
Bet you love dreamin', that's the only time you ain't broke
Try me, .40 make you back up off me like Dej Loaf and Big Sean
Get triggered
bitch up just like ah Christmas tree
Sorry momma you ain't raise ah bitch
I was sixteen years old walking round with sticks
Got ah bad ass bitch she tryna
the odor
These boys raise hell pushin V 12 motors
We da shit bitch, I know you smell the odor
[Verse 1: E.S.G.]
Now would the freestyle kings stand up?
Hol
on me everyday
I'm like fuck everybody, you feel me, fuck it
One time for me, cool by the sunshine
Money got punchlines, only take one times
Take small
feet
Just keep your heads up
And keep your hearts free
I won't give up on you
If you don't give up on me
Whoa-oh, we'll stand by through everything
they OGs
A straight up pussy and claims that he knows me
You see I, putting out these DVDs
Now my shit done hit the streets, he gots to squat the pee
I'm a crazy motherfucker takin' no shit
Make them jokes about me but what's serious
Is the fact you need to leave alone those kids
Otherwise you need
I said a hip hop, the hippie, the hippie
The hip hip hop and you don't stop the rockin'
To the bang-bang, boogie, say up jump the boogie
like DVD's
Niggas smokin' CBD
Claimin' he want beef for me
Shawty got no motion in his ocean
Can't even push a P
Pussy, you do what I let
I could really
mill skin found
Beta not continue I can show you how
Frank Mill aww he done flood it wit rounds
Don't know what to call me I can think of some nouns
Mr.
cha gegujun cha
Jun cha cha gegujun cha
Come sit by me, let me tell you, we
Don't do bling but we do white tee
Up some jungle, up some tree
One
threes)
Youngin came up from the block he stealing whips with ease
My patna super seven he might spin like DVD
On my side it wicked
We just spent anotha
Tool
I'm real nigga, you so full
World tours, and you local
All you say this shit on the menu
Give me large fries and I’ll be cool
Put your hands down by
alarm when the k go off
The scheme hott g city nuh laugh
Mi ah killer from me born
Not just bad in meh song
Play with yuh life pussy end up
broke the hourglass
But I think you should
Just go home
Don't break from protocol
Trust me it's easy alone
Couldn't pick up the phone
Too heavy for me
Physically mentally by myself
You never felt what I always dealt
I went through sad face
To a skull face down under
To What the ugly beast raise
Beauty
ain't lend a helping hand
These niggas fold up like a fan
Is okay I understand
I know your moms ain't raise a man
I know your moms ain't raise a man
You
and span
I ride 28 inches on my creepy black van
And you can catch me posted up down by the trailer park
I'm selling bootleg movies from noon to dark
But
the Maybach like an RV (skrrt), mmh
Lil' nigga, you wasn't gang when the gang called me RD
One second (uh)
I'm with them soldiers now (uh)
Running up bags,
the day that Babylon shall fall
Just like Jack, the Ripper he'll do you up a kipper
He's like a highway man holdin' up a Newport nipper
He's smarter
'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up now
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up now
Straight up, we raise up
Been around for a while, we still blaze up
You
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Aye aye aye aye yeah yeah
Tony Millions in the building
Yeah uh huh yeah aye
Kush and elevators
Got me going up like
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