Lyrics:
to get lit and watch my haters look stupid
Twenty on my neck and my fingers paid a tention
Purple jeans and George V, don't I look fishy
Whip white with
George how’s it going?
I don’t think it’s going so well
Ooh
Cold wind’s a-blowing
But to get to heaven you go through hell
[Chorus]
I can’t wait for
Self centered I can't fuck with you lil baby
And I been working tell them niggas come and pay me nigga
Gem, don't fold under pressure I bet I go turn
jonas
All you got is your word and cojones
Don't go against that that's a no-no
Ya girl she a freak it ain't low tho
She try to sneak in a photo
Told her
Smoking on that loud but I'm a still move in silence
Niggas think they hot as me but I don't get their science
If I get bread right things could never go
the rough baby
But you got me running otta trust baby
Had dem bitches by the bus baby but I let it all go for us baby
No more luck baby
I den heard enough now
George Foreman
She love to rock the mic I told her put on a performance
Them back shots baby walking like a penguin
Good dick she in the kitchen making
said y'all can it baby boy I got to dip
Down here we keep smoke in bags or on our hip
and on G, I CL I been trapping since by Jips
Me and TJ snorting
somethin' I don't deal with (deal with)
Go get the money, instilled in me
Ain't call you back 'cause I'm still busy (still busy)
And I'm on all that, I'm
In the little bitty towns between map dots
We don't tailgate in a parking lot
We bump down dirt roads in jacked up trucks
Far from the bars and smoky
George Washington only thing that I throw
Flood the city then I go and lay low
Won't see me again till I book me a show
They say I'm the illist I tell them
hop up out the 'vert, these hoes, they gon' slurp it, ain't they?
Used to have to tell 'em step by step
Used to have to tell 'em step by step, shit,
the god
But I don't know if they gonna go far
Unless all the states start to legalize
George imprinted in everyone's eyes
The end of the world might be
don't sign
You look just like how I'ma be
Sacred geometry
In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
Three angels in kind, on time, go
Shitting on paces , so the faces that didn’t catch up, are running on low self esteem made by inferiority
damn! I’m a god! xenophobia a sin , I sent George
of hell's kitchen praying he don't stick from the stove
God got me, illum-i-not-me written in bold
Slept on, now I'm everywhere like g-g-g-go crazy
Buy 150
go and fly to you
Now
I see their other side
How it’s easy critiquing approaches to problems that don’t apply to you
9 minutes was it
Selective hearing
And I don’t like how niggas go to the internet
To tell the internet they ain’t with that internet shit
I know niggas fighting over a bitch
All it take
the womb
That was crazy, my mama's baby, my papa's maybe
That's papa's lady but she ain't rockin' with papa lately
And I'm her son, I don't run, don't
as shit
Aw yeah I'm back in this bitch
And you don't gotta like it but get off my dick
George Bush doesn't care about black people
2017 and Donald
I'm gettin' fucked by your women
I'm the shark in the dark, bitch, at night don't go swimmin'
'Cause if you do, you doomed
I'll probably be the king
I'm gettin' fucked by your women
I'm the shark in the dark, bitch, at night don't go swimmin'
'Cause if you do, you doomed
I'll probably be the king
They ask how do you sleep at night I reply like a baby, bitch
I been outchea doing me by myself nigga no special features
It's all about the Benjamin no
go to Chanel
And I sit in the bitch like it's a trap
Rolex store's my bando
Boy George Bush with the ammo
I spent an M on indo
Put it
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