Lyrics:
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
converted
This ain't rock 'n' roll 'cause the rap is in control
If you're a megastar, worth will buy you a car
I'd rather go barefootin', for prints I will
H-Town, southwest stop drop and roll
If I chunk the dub up, the whole hood rock n roll
Braaeswood, Woolfair, Clull Creek, Spice Lane
West Bellville,
Life is a roll like the dice and you know? [Repeat: x3]
Do you want to play?
Now if you, base out and ace out
Ace is an ass out
Also an ass
it's like (phew)
Tried to wake up early, snoozed 'til noon and got it off by two
You ask, do I stop? Do the clock?
Feel like Loc Dog, should I do
live they shits pop
Hey, hey, tick tock, this is for my hoes
Make your hips rock
Light a L, baby, let the Crys' pop
Get your tick tock from this hip
it like ogres do
I’m finna fray with my guys we a soldier unit
I can’t keep up with these rollercoaster movements
So I roll up a flute and I blow out
Came some lessons that taught me it's impossible to get my timing right
No matter how much I plan
Like Devoe
Even on roll
As I grow
I still know
Not
the agression by burning blunts maybe
Im wong but it feels right tho
That was a long bar
Yea get what I say like what mama say
I watch they contridict, but ain't
rocking
So they can get close just to run in yo pockets
Uh
Real nigga roll call
Raise up my hand then I dose off
Cause I'm so tired of fake shit
I feel like
need dem toys tonight
Roll up and Vibe if your down to blaze
And imma take it slow, so you keep it tight
(B)
Lick it up, tear it down
Going round after
believe imma bleed all them fake niggaz
I want beef like Meek vs Drake nigga
But way worse with AK's lets spray niggaz
Date rape your babe and make insane
no hay queso
Dejame cantar en paz!
Where was I?
It's a flying feathered snake!
Unlike a dragon or a drake!
But that ain't me
I ain't the same
Ain't got
it's Wayne's hair
Game rare
Flow always changing like Drakes hair
They stare but scared to like it or comment
I find it obnoxious
Devices got us tied up
Drake shit
I'm bout to go and hit a bitch quick
I'm feeling like a real nigga now
Super Saiyan as I smoke this shit by the pounds
Tell me what you wanna
going Afterparty popping champagne bottles
Couple models wit they Mommas and they Sisters and they Cousin
Roll Gelato cookie
We gone smoke up by the pound
the City of Gold
Where every corner got a story and you learn as you go
I'm on a roll with this green
And it's not from these niggas showing me where
One of my bros just bought a Rolls Royce
One of my niggas just bought a Lambo
زندگیمون نابیه در کل
گرمم میکنی مثل الکل
ساقیم داره هی پیکارو میریزه
I
shit, of rim
Niggas get tapped on a daily, niggas cappin' shit by trend
I ain't even call' my bitch , my bitch she impossible, like Kim
I been shootin'
Hotter than fire, I'm red like a stocking
I keep a drake but I swear I ain't joshin
I met the bitch at the club, she got two tips
She said, meezy that
speak about the problematic
I won't be bias by the things that make me a fanatic
Aye
Just make sure to relax your mind
I know your conscious and your
You make my day yeah, make my day yeah
If you send me the location
I'll be right there
By your side
With My hands running through your hair
No time no
them put the blame on me
I've been thuggin' all by myself, yeah, this shit fall on me
Know if they need it, people always quick the call on me
Never
that shit too weird
I fumbled with my bitch, we been together more than two years
I promise imma tell that girl I love her by the new year (Fasho)
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