Lyrics:
them in the eyes
When you shake their hand
Cause snakes come in different forms gotta scape ya land
Best to catch them by suprise
Never state your
her"
This is critical survival, not in denial
Not an emotional spiral, not bein' tribal or worshippin' idols
Put on your optictorial virtual reality
could dance her ass off
And I'm a freak so I'm tryna take her thong off
Girl, bend it over, let me tap that ass up
You know I like the way how you back
to the circle, cut him the fuck off
Cause his name might be in the paperwork
Always make your paper work, that's the key
Fly somewhere exotic put your feet in
to her, this one's for mommy
It's time you open your eyes and do right by her
Clean off her throne and keep your promise to her, this one's for mommy
Hmm
that bitch is a problem
Can't live with and can't live without her
My advice to you is stay on your grind
Keep that bitch on her back and your faith
a problem
With all of these niggas that flex for The gram
You don’t got nothin but ones in Your hand
My nigga we know that you aint the Man
Bitch im from
keys this here push to start
Two twins can't tell em apart
Paint her face like I'm doing some art
We was really trappin in that garge
Designer drugs
your vibe
Show me what you want to be
I kiss on her back after round one
And still applying that pressure
By round 3
And that's on me
I look right in her
chillin, I ain't got no envy
You can keep talking cuz I do not feel it
You say that you real and I might be tripping, but you give off vibes like you want
bitch, log in
Put a pillow under your knees and keep ya jaws in
All in ya girl mouth, use her like a toilet
They usually want a baller and the young
giving out shots like Hennessy, to any
Nigga with a problem we solve
Em with semi autos and
Bottles we run up on em and off em
Every man for himself keep
Key
Leave it to Me tell her NO cuz im P
Yea
Fuck it ill giver her some Zs
Hold up wait dont forget that my name be T
K9
Bitch imma dog off the leash
AI
understand why you act like that
Beware lock your doors tuck your chainz proceed with caution
It ain't safe. keep the fifth by the Bible
It's a home
playing See Saw
I'm fucking her raw like G Star
What's that white on my shirt?
It's deodorant girl take your jeans off
How you fucking my enemy you gave me
Goddamn, the bands gon' make her dance
Yeah the bands turn her to a fans
Yeah the bands got her suckin dick up with no hands
And she like, shadow come gimme
on feet, survivin off the land money and
Gun in hand, operation quicksand
Ain't tryin ta put the mark of the beast on my hand
I had to bless the head
Could never be bothered by amateurs
Move so quick all they see's a blur
They feel the blast of cool air so they know it's her
I took the worm from
saw me holding hands with a black girl
What do y’all gain, from lying on my name?
You’ll get roasted boy. I don't even know you, boy
That’s why your
on the scene, I'm flashing my seven
Was aiming for his gold chains
I made him count to eleven
Told him "hand me your phone
With them stupid glasses
Don't you dear
Maniac, lunatic psycho, and all that dope shit nigga,
What's on my mind is a mutherfucking murder
Ask your motherfucking mammy did I hurt her
What's on my
your first time with a g
Hit it from da back yh she came on me
Your secrets safe baby I'll I keep it low key
Manna bad man I don't spill no tea I like my
with the 12
But I'm cooking that bacon
I saw your girl and she been telling all her best friends I'm caking
People weaving and shaking
N****s steady be
under red rocks
Never lack, never flinch, keep the pistols, and the stocks
Bitch, I'll never let it slip 'cause you'll end up off the docks
Glock by
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