Lyrics:
kicks that flip whips on the Major Deagon.
Out of dodge nauseous (I don't feel good)
Yo El, leave the keys to the Delorian with Lauren at the office.
Yeah
Lil bitch
Iamxa on the beat lil nigga
Im back on that bullshit again
Im back on that bullshit
Im back on that bullshit again
Im back on that
I'll never stop
I don't give a fuck
If it's me against a million billion of ya'll mother fuckers
I will never stop
I bust six out the roof
back
Hit a nigga DM, I'm a demon, where your shorty at? (Bitch-ass nigga)
Made that lil' bitch cut his water off, I'm drinkin' all of that (haha)
a lil' bit about where you come from
Fire arms, sounds of alarms
Consistency in bodily harm
Where I'm from that's the norm
Fiend the ?
Lil' nigga
art to handicap
Real lyrics need to sound
Like a thunderclap
Click clack back
All you new schoolers need a slap Across the face
Y'all is a disgrace
Toothpaste
I flip a coin and take a life just like I'm two face
Elevated on my high horse now can't come down
My achievements speak loud I'mma lil' child
a bossy alottamajig, and Sic' Wid It
We pack staplers and zigs and hunting gear equipment
Rug-ers are rigged, I spit at chickens and pigeons
I flip
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
with an accent
Just cartwin, can't even relax in my room,
That brown paper bag money push my mattress through the roof
This for my niggas getting
Bitch I'm breaking out the roof
Break the bands out call up Louis
What I rock is always new
I'll cop some jeans from Fendi too
I split the bread from
And proceed to rock, from the front to the back
With the blunts and gats, on the hunt for some cat or a fat ass sack
Tear da' roof off the club, show you
witchcraft
This a foreign not a broom
Ran the bitch back
They gon' hear me thumbin through
Might just buy a red coupe
Call it lil Annie coo running bands
On a mission, wishin' upon a star
Young Bow Weezy with the caviar
In the back of a limo, make them others seem surreal
Breakin' niggaz down like
the truth
Fuck around and get thrown off the project roof
Mad lives have been lost and forgotten
Niggaz better watch they back, the Big Apple's gone
just to sell whole zips of ice and double back
Hundred jars of pills, different colors, triple stacks
Told lil' bro to get some map, bitch, how you
Off that ghetto Champagne
24 with my crew
Cause in the City of Sin
We going up like the roof
Shake it lil' baby
Drop that ass to the floor
Pop that
came back
F*** up out my face with yo lame aih
Don't mean you know me cause you read a n**** name tag
Souped up
Headed to the top
I done tore the roof up
gotta shine
Will you bust a head, know how to do it-how to play it
Bet a hundred in the field and parlay
Can you flip a Z, go back and get a Quater ki
platinum pieces with canari diamonds (diamonds)
but haters they talkin but never mind them (never mind them)
[Verse 1: Lil' Flip]
Well I'm back up in yo'
(we did)
Ready to go off any minute so you feel it (bah, bah)
Because of the law, I had to conceal it (I go by Weezy Baby)
And if you mess around,
Big bang take lil' bang fuck what you damn think
Gettin' to the bread and look blind by the pinky ring
Disorderly conduct I could really give a fuck
south, the dirty south
(Lil' Flip)
down south when we drive we hoggin the lane
86 baggets clogin my rang
(Redd)
down south we count money on the back
and Smif-N-Wessun
Pick up the pace 'cause we're right behind ya black
The punk got X-amount of shots, take one to your back
BOO-YAA-KAA!!! Mr. Ripper did
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