Lyrics:
trying to get it i been on my grind
Now the game over so they want they rounds
You can holler that its up better know how we get down
I'd hate to point you
I been cooling but now I can't fade it
I pull out the tech lil boosie he faded
We are not the same we ain't related
I'm looking at my bed his bitch
and how it sit on the rims
Or I could tell you why I'm hot and disappear like MIMS
But the bars there, put that on God, ask a atheist
And if I ain't
as a college student
Sayin watch my shoes since Lil Tunechi took that spot from Boosie
Military blues so fly
That's how I flew my father's coop
And moved to LA
Eyes red I'm full of that loud
Bad Azz like Lil Boosie
Acting out like that Bad Azz dvd the one I catch on YouTube
Counting money by the blue , blues
know how to act on em, I'm turnt with all this cash on me
Run it up, dash on em; I ain't Kodak Black, but I'll flash on em
Lil snake egg, I'll crack
their beds all bunched in tight
No less than three or four, know how it go
Two by the foot, two by the headboard
Man, I'm getting scared for them (yeah
nigga
I do it big nigga
I do it big nigga
I do it big
Lil Boosie do it big boy
Feel this here, check this out
Look
I smoke, I drank, I tote
rush hour yeah a early start
Age 14 nigga I was servin them Js
Eric Way I can show you how to catch a play
Lil nigga you don't wanna catch this mafuckin
bitch to be breezy
Ya know how I do, so baby come roll with me
I got the juice and sauce, and I'm tellin Lil baby come take a stroll with me
I just been
Shoulda went that way
But I went tha other route
Me, Lil Bleek in front Grandma house
Spray you, u come in front Grandma house
Tryna be our role models
Real nigga face card Gucci
New fresh fade like boosie
No Kannon I takeoff and lose it
Me and my bae making movies
You buss it lil nigga then prove it
niggas even care
After all y'all was my brothers
Before smoke was in the air
Step by step is how I live
But ain't no railing to these stairs
So if you fall
[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing
want smoke then we light up his Honda Civic
Like that boy had a ride through Chicago
He talkin' down so I call up my brothers
To shoot that lil' boy
the love, light immaculate on the pelt
By sundown a nigga forget the way it felt
[Chorus]
Wonder how'd I get caught up in this wilderness stranded
Sure
Hustle all night nigga can't sleep yeah
Slide threw the hood I the back streets
Getting lil pussy that backseat yeah
Getting lil pussy that backseat
on how to whip a brick
You too, tell that dick that I'mma try to pimp a bit
Only take you, I ain't catch a case, you a snitch
Just cause you rich, just
'n roll
I never gave a damn, my juice gonna slam
I'm at I.H.o.p. Eatin some breakfast and some yams
My partna Scott chillin at the mutha fuckin crib
niggas depend on how the cheddar look
She'll buy her own, I don't think she 'll never look
In a man face standin' waitin' for him to take care of her
motherfucker)
Damn, that bitch is fine (I'm just a sexy motherfucker)
Damn, that bitch is fine
I get it from my mammy, and I know how to handle it
Plus I got
My first show fo’ 1500
Lemme tell ya what I did with that money
Got a lil pack, got a lil crack
Fo’ 1500 and I kept on runnin’
I know I done fucked
two fades, you were my partner
Thuggin' like Boosie (100% Juicee)
I went to see Melly, I wanna see Niall
I keep my hoes straight, I'm cuffin' all
Boosie Badazz
Real shit
Since I was a lil' nigga, this dude was my homie
Cops on the corner, he the one who will warn me
Never showed the lead,
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