Lyrics:
Yeahhh
Bridge:
Shawty wanna ride for me!
Iced out shawty you can shine for me
We gone get this bag together
Birkin, louie, gucci whatever
Yeauuuhhh
listen, man
Now you got all the shit you need to make some money
Don't pop out by the crib when you know you around some dummies
if you lockin' with
You make me want a test drive
You make me want a test drive
You make me want a test drive
You make me want a test drive
I hop up in my ride
from me, you outta yo outta yo mind
Yeah that peach is mighty round, hashtag cake by the pound
Call up Quavo in Miami make these bitches scrub the ground
the field
I can' t see nobody face
I roll through like a highlander
Call me Wiley McCloud
I tell people "you don' t
Wanna see her twerking
Listen, Miley'
know that I'm the King with it
And you don't wanna come behind me with it, bro (huh)
I killed this shit, I ain't gotta rhyme no more
Welcome to my
to scarred
True pharoah
Hope the Lord done made it hard
Cuz I felt my heart melt
Then you froze on me
And when you make me dark
You wanna shine a light
You
like it could make her cry
She want the affection so much, she wouldn’t leave my side
She want me and her tied, she wanna have my child (no!)
Put some
you why
I'm boppin' with the blues
You know I'm boppin' with the blues
I'm boppin with the blues
Boppin' makes me feel alright
I used to spen
like you feeling me and you got potential to be bae
Jetting down 55 north like damn is it a quicker way
2 1/2 hours passed now I'm like sh*t
going on
Choose one
I got all these bad bitches twerkin'
Waves on swim, shit surfin'
I don't wanna y'all niggas 'round me
Broke niggas make me
through a lot of things
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
What up, Ye? This Larry Hoover Jr.
First and foremost
I wanna thank you
My brudda don’t shout so loud.
Makes me think you got no clout.
The meek shall inherit the Earth
If that’s the case, then I’mma make my mum and daddy
North Face, Scare Face.
Youthful in this country a fucking disgrace.
Every single person wanna taste,
They need to grow and not be fake.
No point
wanna chill an watch a blue Moon Outer space
Bitch I'm Outer Spaced up
On a couch boutta go in
Go ham code for go I'm bouta go In
Bet I make money from
When you think about the West, it's me and Nip, red and blue, nigga
Talkin' 'bout the West Coast, I'm the face of it
Gangster in designer clothes,
enemies
Dissappear like Apartheid
Ain't no passing me by
If you running, you drop
From being hung Upside down
On the Pharcyde
Young GOD got you hog tied
My
arriving in this bitch, you lookin' fresh huh
Yeah
Make it hot up in this bitch, I like to sweat
Yeah
I always keep a watch, I don’t forget
Yeah
Me
make your way on down the sea,
Something has take you so far from me.
3: Cathedral Song
I saw from the cathedral
You were watching me
And I saw
a knife
You don't wanna be my enemy, I promise you
If you do, motherfucker, bring it on!
Ah, hell, let me tone it down
Pour me up another double shot
fun do what you wanna do
Probably add doubles and some edits to
She like baby could I link you
If you come link me
Tell me how you feelin
You Feeling
think y'all really wanna get wit me
We started gangsta walkin nigga no MC hammer
We really dealy get you hyper then hype
No cut or no arm n hammer
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
Where the fuck you been?
Tell me right now, where the fuck you been?
If you ain't heard of the Nerve
And the Chill by now
Then homie, where the fuck you
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