Lyrics:
be an ahole
Put it on my face hoe
Did you wake up today?
Did you go kiss yo bae?
Did you hit dat? no way
Positive vibes they stay
Even on a rainy day
beats by Dre, I'm a monster
Fly time, white Bugatti, no Ferrari
Chillin' out in Abu Dhabi, it's a habit
Bad times, I want that no mo', I'm allergic
Hey yo
Music, or sellin' crack by the Grove
I ain't talkin' about dick, but I'mma stock it to hoes
I'm not gonna grow, I'm the type to explode
Hit this song
me that
Nigga said you got some heart, come get yo money back
Niggas crazy in the booth, they ackin' funny style
I need a house to raise my kid, I need
Slaughterhouse, it's a wrap
38 spec shit, rounds in the strap
Tryna get off the last ounce in the track
My OG's in the 'Lac, bouncin' to Zapp
That's our
Driving to the airport cos I gotta go make that plane
They said I'd never do it but now they wanna roll to it
Now I got this come up yo im laughing
, oh hey hey hey, hold on.
Yeah, that's the one by me, yo. Yeah. {the beat starts}
They just don't know, I'm in the strip club tonight.
I ain't
really with it
Let me know if you down for the mission
Ain't no need to bring up yo past 'cause I'm different
Love you with a passion
And I'm not just
pass by
get yo' fine ass on the floor girl this yo' fuckin song!
Do yo' thang don't be scared, cause you gon' get served
You get mine then you gon'
not the father
And my crazy ex can't get none of my dollars
I get to spend it all on myself
She a cotton headed ninny muggins buddy the elf
If you
under cover
Lookin like a doc how I'm all up in yo mother
In her spleen yeah my shit lookin clean
She gon bust it for the team
Eat her up just like chow
Never gently
Why yo chick
Wanna kick it like I'm Jet Lee
Its a Dope Gang Party
Henny by the crate
Everything feeling great
GSF Funktion
Bring
It's That Off-White Shit Ya Heard
Everyday everyday bitch quit talking better shut yo face
Everyday everyday ima bout go insane
Everyday everyday
?
You fucking dumb cunt
You canʼt deny it when it was witnessed by my own eyes
But then somehow I forgave you, what are we up too like nine times?
You
we bumping Lady Gaga still
Tried my shoes but he seeing it's a lot to fill
Tryna get my fans up
Then I get my bands up
If they still shooting why
debates
Girls singing to my songs while
They're washing the plates
Think it's fair to say I came a long way
Couple years up in a
Prison couldn't stop me
It
But you already know, you already know I'm all yours
You don't gotta even
Skrrt
Big XL up in this bitch he fuck it up
He gonna take your bitch up in
(yo)
Yeah (hear that song 'ya) aiggy zagga zeh zow zow
(Sim simma) Beenie Man ah di girls dem sugar
(Sim simma) di girls dem world class lover
(Sim
dropped a song, shit ain't get attention
Ain't it sad how you been dissin from the back?
F-Flex up, get my bag and all my cheques
I might check up, che-
up
Smoke your lungs out smoke your lungs out smoke your lungs out
I’ll let you know this alright
That it’s over way over by now
It’s over it’s over by
led to manslaughter!
Bitch, fuck if your cans brought up!
Yo’ gun, shit never mentioned
To kill Em’ Kennedy
That would be un-President-ed
skin clear damn god is great
Now I'm tryna get a couple meals on my plate
Pull up anywhere I please and I make it shake
Got niggas put you in line if you
nigga if it comes to it
I'm rolling Mary in bibles
You niggas is looking scary
The way we lit the whip up
I thought we was smoking Camry's
Yo this
packed and creeping
Then out the passenger seat
This dude jumps out
And starts interrogating
Hand on his his heat
Ay yo
Yo check it that's the guy right
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