Lyrics:
in a coma
I'm super paid, 2 shows a day
My rollie gold, no time to waste
What it do Berg, my fuckin' brother
Keep that pistol by me like my lovely
bay, a bay bay
I'm in tha club hollerin'
A bay bay its Lil Boosie
This for my dawgs who keep that cake and keep that oozie
Holla a bay bay
One
dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin',
on my shit I ain't gettin' off
Killin' this here like some Fentanyl (Fentanyl)
Bring me a brick and I get it gone (Get it gone)
He act like a bitch we
Pass it off wit the ice
Don't believe all the hype (2017 shit)
Better run the red light
Nigga get hit by Lil' Freaky
We get them sticks from Lil
Lil nigga, I swear I'm good for it all
9 times 9 is 81
I'm an 80's baby born in '81
From a family full of hustlers, youngest son
They say get that
fool try me
Get hit wit the Llama
Fuck cuminana
Chorus - Teflon and Lil' Fame: 2X
It's a 4 alarm blaze
Everybody post up next
walk or even sit down
Wipe your mouth off and let me hit now
That Rum got me feelin' real good
The dick hard like real wood
I put it in slow and work it
Catch you a body, track life
It's 'bout money, we with it
We can't get it, we steal it
Rob that nigga, cut him down
This for Dunk and D-Picture
dream, said I gotta get it
This whole city full of thieves, gotta watch my pivot
Cause on the block, niggas never seen good living
Only lived in jail cells
Get up off of that high horse (yeah)
And drop that thing on me
Testimony, alimony, call it what it is
Lil' houses on the prairie, to the mansions
caking
(It's like PAC-man)
Everybody killing no choice
Go buss ya ass man
We get it in my friend
Young live niggas
This is for my body baggers
Them shy
at 8, oh my
Lil Glen just blew his brains out with his own four five
"Put it in a pot, make it lock 'til it drop" that's what my uncle told
Went
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
glowing
Like a ghetto girl with the
Good weave sewn in
She walk like it's her's but
The whole world knowing
Told niggas it’s the new god flow
It’s that New
off the K pop
Rubbin' up on your body
All your clothes, you gon' take off
South of France, we gon' party
This ain't some lil' yachty
We gon' fuck
Yeah yeah bitch it's BG
Bitch wipe me down like I'm Boosie or Mr. Miyagi
This fire exotic wasabi
Punch I been twisting, I'm kicking shit like it's
dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin',
level, uh
I'm trying to get these dreams off the ground
All aboard for the shuttle
All the hoes
Screaming oh
Lil' nigga go
Go for the gold
Ok B-I
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In interviews talkin' Plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk
(Ten toes solid, nigga, this what staying down get you)
(Ah,
raise 'em up
Drop it off in his fucking face just to saw it off
Gotta get my ass ate, gotta make that ass shake
Gotta swipe this nigga card so much
Bitch on men get off me
Wipe my body it's off to me
Wipe my body like Boosie do
Hey, hey, greedy, I'm hungry, I need a piece
Give a fuck about
believe it
Boy this love is supernatural, can you feel it?
Come, take me by the hand
Wanna cross the line, baby go ahead
'Till the morning light,
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