Lyrics:
haha
I go Listen up
Vec is a beast and sauce is an animal
Look where we at now you sinzu
Hate is a bitch in feeling
Fuck what you been thru
I come hard
what my mind think
We won't stop, not until the mission’s complete
Lift up our black kings appreciate our black queens
God bless our black babies as they
a different breed
You eat my bitch I blow that back
We call that energy
Ok listen up
Told her mix it up
Mama thick as fuck
A brown skin and red bone
I'm
My summer diet is just Rose and calamari
Look now you got me started
I'm the black sheep, rest in peace to Chris Farley
I got a lot to lose 'cause
tricked for the last time
Now taste my brown torpedoes
Cause I got something for you
Beans and guac, wow burritos
I have tricked for the last time
Now taste
Load just came in
Them bitches wrapped in Christmas paper
Start stacking it by the ten
That's how you know you gettin ya cake up
We ain't at no weigh in
they call you behind your back
Nigga, straight up
Straight up and down, you know what I'm sayin
y'all know
A yo
Walkin through the uptown a black
respect
You should get your mom to babysit
算了至少我在有资本的年纪 yeah
那些指责我的现在给我都去 dead
怪我没理解叛逆不想 get
隔着屏幕好像你们无论在哪都是爹
Chris acts like low-key 才 make sense
Grace 稍微
and I'm built to blast
Since your girl ain't a freak, well you gotta convince me
Cause I'm all up in the fifth getting straight Lewinsky
And smoking some
and I'm built to blast
Since your girl ain't a freak, well you gotta convince me
Cause I'm all up in the fifth getting straight Lewinsky
And smoking some
When you wake up in the morning
And you're shadowed by the darkness of the night
When you wake up in the morning
Darling, I'll be by your side
top, I ain't staying awake
yah, yah
When she give's me top, I ain't staying awake
Yah, yah
For you it's king XNMI, baby call me by my name
On that IG
Baby this could be ya moment
All my bitches down bitches
Only f*ck w brown bitches
In and outta town bitches (smoke it by the pound)
Never bring me
Love when I roll and my hips whine
I leave the wheel baby you drive
Overnight baby we can spend time
Hypnotised by those big brown eyes
He say he like
can tell by the way you carry yourself, you never sold no dope (dope)
Growin' up, my mama beat my ass and cleaned my mouth with soap (soap)
Now she
then we just
Fuck, ain't shit gon' change, bitch
Feel like Chris Brown, I know you
Want me for the fame, bitch
But I ain't no sucker, you
Ain't finna get
name in your mouth get your stats up
Cause you could be Chris Rock at the Oscar's getting smacked up
You hang with the big kids that really try to act
niggas money's gettin' low
But could you come back though, set up shop, and get the fat glow?
Tired of y'all, mostly inspired by y'all
So what the deal
and lift 'em up
Let us toast to the future here's to us
No, here's to her
They wonder how we do what we do
Panamera Porsche's me and you
Stuck to your side
A female bruh
I lost count how many times that you seen a judge because
of all the women when you beat them up
Ayo Chris I want the smoke I can't get enough
Hey yo, what up man, how you doing, bro!
Yeah- I'm good man I need to delete this bitch… yeah
She getting my nerves… yeah
I will just telling what
missing me
My partners was frightned aint know what to do saw me passed out started lifting me
Two cars passed by my partners jhi spazzed said chris are you
live with regret
You've gotta keep on digging, take it step by step
You've gotta keep ya head up, ya gotta stand firm
You've got to embrace your mistakes
glance i became yo Biggest fan
All up on yo instagram Like Click Click
I'm Staring at them pants Like How the hell you make em fit
Oh!
Supa thick brown
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