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I'm all about a bag can't buy a bitch one
I be all in mine
Man I worked hard for this
She want my time
I told her get in line
I go so hard in this
My

Running round here I been living like a bad man 

Driving round town with a bitch with a accent 
I tell her what the deal is and how I get the cash when

I get a little bit high
Just enough to get by
Fighting demons in my mind
I get a little  bit loose
With a little bit of Booze
Just to cruise

Light It Up

Tyga

Light It Up

got a bop on my lap (yeah)
Bitch, I'm a dog but I ain't got to chase the cat (nah)
They pull up where I'm at, get the addy from their friends (yeah)

Don't Touch Me

Busta Rhymes

Don't Touch Me

2008

black bitch
(Come on)
Now you hear the shots ring off from bitches takin' everything off
Each other got 'em whylin' runnin' for cover

The King Kong,

the bitch everytime I get lit
Stop repeating shit now I told you I get it
Smash & pass her to my opps
Like it's tennis
Folding on a bitch that's my fitness

smokin' on gas
Last year, I was on my ass
I'm too lit, now I can't go back
Trevor Lawrence, I ball like the Jags
Ksubi jeans, pockets stuffed with them

For what it’s worth
Ima put this shit first
Back on my shit, I don’t need a new bitch
Just to tell me that I can’t get lit
I don’t play
I just stay

cause i'm an underachiever
I'm still sick as a fever, looking as sharp as a cleaver
Once i get a bad-bitch you know that ill never leave her (Probably)

That’s me in that big body car

I hop out that bitch like a frog

I’m sick but I don’t got a cough

I’m lit but I know how to ball

They rich but they wish

one for talking
Always knew I'm lit so I ain't had to show it
You can tell a bitch nigga by the way that he speaks
Money bussing out my jeans might

When I pop out to the function
I'm the life of the party
Let's get the shit krunk
Yeah, let's get this shit started
When we pop out
It's lit
On that

Den 16 years old learned how to trap in da cold
Yeah me and tizzy was stuntin

By 19 years old I think da trap had my soul I use to pray for da onion

opened my third eye, scared of the shit i seen
Bitch i was terrified
I gotta chase this dream, but i been terrified
I gotta get this lean, but i been

you can name i can get it off
I got shot seven times it was a close call
Its all love man its all love
Its all love and it all love
Its all love man its

Different year, Different money, Different mindset
It's even bigger when you grew up in them projects
I don't owe you shit but respect, and if you

Wit' somethin' for ya
Get rocked by my midnight Glock
Sniper through sound vocal rifles
To invade the block
Fuckin' bitch paid the price of a snitch

Rich
Rated  
Twenty 
Seven 
Two Am, lit 
Midnight 
Listen 
Yah these bitches are all on my dick (dick) 
Fucking way slow that I cannot resist (no no)

my zipper
Ok it's time to get up out this bitch, Bitch

It's my birthday
An everybody lit
Bottles on bottles
We turnt up I'm dis bitch
Cause it's my

when the nights dark
Cause, effect
Every step
Every breath
Miss me with that bullshit
That toolkit get you fixed up
Wrist flickin' cigs on a bitch, what?

They all think they know me but they really don't
They all think they know me but they really don't
I've been running since I was like seven years

a bad bitch in Paris
Bonjour, comment ça-va? that's it
Now she want to fuck with l'équipe get lit
Get lit
Get lit
Now she want to visit Londrès get lit

never had Shit
Now these hoes tryna pull up on me
And I can tell em back up, say it loud
Traplord and Traplord Big G Bitch
Babysauce wimme it's lit
Cant

Gettin' head while I'm steerin', singin' Marvin lyrics
You wit ya dusty-ass bitch runnin' errands
Don't get embarrassed tryna snatch my karats
My niggas