Lyrics:
send location, where you at nigga?
Do this just get to past
Do this just to get by
Cooper dawg I'm too sly
We could switch up in the blink of an eye
gang be running bulls, you swear she got bad hips
Hell naw, not this hoe
She get passed more than a blunt at a kid's picnic
Drops trap and ass bitch
boss replacement
Bullet pon him like horse weh run pon
Track and a lead by 8 length
Bout dem a federal secret agent
Mi nuh imitate di law fi people
the fuck up is what his partner said to me
Followed by do you wanna get your ass arrested
Hell I might as well I just got molested sons of bitches
I need
Off Peers, Got Beats that'll Knock By See Us
Roll Up, Get Ya Throat Cut
Catch A Buck Fifth, Watch Yo Chest Lift
Dope Rhymes, Cause The Small Eyes Take
Ooh
I get nauseas just thinking 'bout it
Infatuated by all the weight they carry
Ain't that just all so great
And that's it, I don't think I can wait
Starting to leave marks now
You’ve been talking bout taking risks
Tucking me into the fire
Telling me there’s no no
No no no no..
No room for reason
more bout the Benz
Niggaz look at my chain, then they clutchin' they burners
They think they got us, we ?? finna get ugly this summer
Yeah I roll with
I'm Dana Dane
Put a patch over your eye, fuck with my petty change
Fuck what you heard, for that bird I'm a dirty nigga
Laid to rest by the one you
more bout the Benz
Niggaz look at my chain, then they clutchin' they burners
They think they got us, we ?? finna get ugly this summer
Yeah I roll with
FUCK U MARK ASS FOOLS
WE FROM THE ERA THAT ABIDE BY THE MOTHER FUCKING RULES
FROM TO OC 2 KC
REAL ONEZ UP & DOWN STILL KEEPIN IT G
NO NEED TO SWITCH IT
We was born in it, not sworn in it
You can go against it or you can join wit' it
Made my mark so the streets gon' remember me
Now come and get it,
There's hit your block like a comet
And you all know what time it
Is 2012 mark your calendars
Calisthenics and silence is exercise
And that trigger strapped
Ian leaving a trail
Cause niggas sneaky they be quick bout the money
A fumbled past i came up a lil bummy
And shit was clean but i done seen it get
plastic utensils
He just came home, he still packin' his pistol
Die in these streets or get saved by the system
Or get you some millions, my lifestyle is
a fling (yes yes)
I've been tested
And a lot of times
Been invested
Didn't know this Tech shit
Would constantly
Get a nigga molested
Been aproached by some
a Navy SEAL to get me, when I surface
If not chips to Benz is the purpose
On your team I'll pull the curtain, a beautiful hurtin
'Til my eyes see
Off in the studio to get my old burd back on her feet, and my little bro'
In Statesboro and my little 'cause Mark Twain, all my
Folks that hang with
the one to be caught sleeping
By another fool out creeping
While I'm chilling getting sweeted
I'm coming down real shiny like candy paint
'Bout three
get together and have a few laughs
And doowhatwelike
Yeah, and doowhatwelike, yeah, and doowhatwelike.
And since you came here you gotta show
car (skrrt)
My pool-house studio is covered up with pencil marks
And every day, it's full of jokers like a deck of cards (hahaha)
Swear I'm so
a napkin
Stunting with mo carrots than in Dallas baccwards
Before I die I'm tryna get rich bitch
And if I don't I died tryna get rich bitch
Sumin bout dat
selfies
And you is so fake, only care bout yo weave
That's fine, I mean it's all good with me
Promise it's all good with me
Promise it's fine by me, but
go whereyalike
Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
I mean rich, poor, high, low, or upper-middle class,
Let's all get
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