Lyrics:
10 putts up in the back
Tell you how it's hit
I'm tryna take the switch off from the back
I said, D, where you at
They tryna go right for rap
Let's
but ya line caught the mind of a great white shark
Lets celebrate the new millennium, the year Q-thousand
Walk in, case the joint, play it off like I'm
Don't judge me..don't judge me by my music
And don't judge me bout what you heard about me either
Chamillionaire..listen
Ay, My father was Muslim my
I'm just worried for bread
Bout to go have me a child instead
But who told them it's that not theirs
See, it is a gift, no plot twist
Get off my dick,
drop top
Jump off
Watch when summer's round the corner
Sneakers and boots
Jeans for the troops
The plus trees
But never chick by any means for some
Nothing bout me regula
I'm not your ordinary man Bitch
I'm Mega!
As the Dualies drip
I tryna eat off the rip
Go hard mentality
That got built off
Im gone off a wood ya dig
In the whip and I swerve the pigs
Take in smoke and go ghost
I never stayed in the coast
But I got me a bad ting stay by
Micheal
Put it all on the Bible
or put it on the gram cause it gonna go viral
screen door with a sawed off
fuckin with a bully get ya whole leg gnawed off
Later) for it, no Aubrey
Switch my demeanor up I'm, off my 380 shit
My, future's bright, stars is by my head, baby shit
Make me sick, what you eat don't
Don't judge me..don't judge me by my music
And don't judge me bout what you heard about me either
Chamillionaire..listen
Ay, My father was Muslim my
pull it bullets ain't playin charades
They let me out my cage
I feel like Luda when he had the braids
Like MJ at the Super Bowl when he took off
head if
He got a bulletproof vest
I can't lose sleep 'bout no bitch, nah
I can't stress
I put Bottega Veneta, yeah, on her dress
Drive-by, we ain't let
Lets go, lets go
Hey,hey,hey
Lets go, lets go
You know I gotta
You know I gotta
(You know who the fuck this is man)
(Fleetwood)
Verse 1:
Uh, what it
The Plugs I Met in stores right now
Big Griselda, Big BSF
You know how I’m rocking, my nigga let’s go
Let’s go
No hashtagging, I’m past rapping
Gats
off my chest
Decided for myself, I'll leave this hell
Burning off my flesh
Gotta let go of the past
Gonna hit these shows instead
No need to tip toe ,
This go out to C delores Tucker
(God damn rap music I hate that) bob dole
(It's just so violent and
It destroys everybody)
And everybody else who
your dreams, make it scary, Freddy Krug
Niggas playin', I go dummy if you take me for a fool
I'ma spazz out like I'm off the percy's when I groove
Live
birds, and I tossed it
Cartier frames, vintage tee from Bob's liquor store
I'm quick to cut baby off, if she movin' too slow
Start the coupe from the crib
to fly it
Off you go, blaow, off the block
Get funky on you suckers like a gym sweat sock
cause I turn, to inflict, pick your hair up like a pick
Ed O.G.,
a chain reaction
Stomp 3 times drop it in a split
Showing off cause I seen Tizzle Fitz
And I don't give a fuck if he got a bitch
On a hand stand do it till
nigga off coke tried to act up
Against the world's greatest mind, Bob Digital
Might throw a Shaolin Hand-block or a fifty-two
My young son Big Un don't
feeders,
Snooze while we Night moves like Bob Seger
It's off the meter if you measure the joy
We pull the lever on this beat to watch your pleasure deploy
our sorrow
Time go by day by day, Minute by minute
I still ain't finished the shit I started probably discard it
Procrastinating my head is fading I
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it in, let it play and let me blow your mind
It's the dominant
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