Lyrics:
now I'm growing like Rogaine
By any means necessary, that's how we get it
It's time to lay my foot down, up is where I'm headed
I count blessings, not
getting iffy
Heart is bigger than derrières
Of Vicky and Nicki
But fuck up and diss me, this shit will 360
And must I mention my body count?
It's murderous
Blaze a 50
Sit back in the drop top Azure Bentley
Of course with me
This chick who'd make Bobby divorce Whitney
Brazilian candy, from Miami
Masseuse,
Kick it with yo kinfolk
Gamecube and indo
Niggas in my business so i caught him by the red nose
Play a nigga like he six four Nintendo
When shit get
hard not to have a style
When times get slower by the mile
We relax and wear a great big smile
You can count my teeth one, two, three, four, five
like, ha
Ain't no way you gonna stop me now
This drama pops out when I'm not around
Need to add Olivia Holt to my body count
You can sit on my face girl,
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
some head off the henny laughing and joking with bobby and Whitney I'm like just don't ask me who serving the city they didn't notice that I had it in me
One of several sects who can come and charm the predators
We who measure the measuring tools of measurers
We who pleasure the pleasure tubes
Blaze a 50, sit back in the drop top Azure Bentley
Of course with me, this chick'll make Bobby divorce Whitney
Brazilian candy, from Miami
with the check, roll me a hemp to the neck
Slide by your bitch get some neck
I'm tryna ball like LeBron
Tryna put ice on my arms
Really I'm far from your
the demographics I tapped in
I'm the truest nigga to do this nigga and anything else is foolish
Like those who stay high, under God's grey skies
My lyrics is
sit back and count the bankroll
I keep niggas round me staying ten toes when I'm down below and I'm moving slow
So they can pick me up, I never fall
comes up? (Who else)
Who's gonna take your place? There ain't nobody better (Who else)
Oh, baby, baby, we belong together
I can't sleep at night, when
Mean I can still be the man if the dam breaks
And when the man brakes I'm reflectious, what they can't face
My peers will still treat the mirror like
blooms, I can’t be removed
Why you being dry
Nigga? This a fucking cruise
The maroons, look like a cartoon
Free that boy Bobby, y'all got jobs
I need some
boy cap more than Mitchell and Ness
I just smoked a whole blunt now I need me some sex
I wake up everyday feeling blessed
Not sponsored by Nike but I
No problem (brr)
Yeah, naan nigga, naan who?
Be no problem (brr)
No, no, no, it wasn't bird call
That was Bobby, my nigga (Bobby Kritical)
That
and millennials, just make it funky huh
I don't make the rules baby, just do what you do
Your ass is grown, this ain't high school
You danced with Bobby, Ricky, Lil
Count sheep
End up staring into deadlights
I don't really sleep
There's a demon by my bedside
Who wants to whisper my ear pretty white lies
Like he can
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
them all joy
Lord how can I thank You u u
For all You've done for me
You're the One person I can rely upon
Who will always stand by me
You are so kind
I'm higher then the Martians
Claustrophobic cause I'm always standing by myself in a room I feel like Marvin
I always count on me so they compare me
Friends that we can count on to cry
That we can count on to celebrate
Those are hard to find
We are just girls
From all over the world
Who grew into
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