Lyrics:
office we could do anything
I rather fuck later
Taking my Bentley we ride it out
Shout Out DaBaby I'm proud as fuck
Slapping these niggas I'm Wild 'n Out
koledzy
Nie mam czasu, gdy każą robić mi
Coś, co młody INDEB by za chuja nie uwierzył
Dziś mi to nie leży
Wiem, co gadasz, Jano
Chcę mieć święty spokój i
cracks by the stroller
I'm registered voter, motherfuck a quota
Give some bakin soda and a quarter
Bet I flow straight up out the water
I'ma wreck
goes by so hazy
Because I'm captivated by the
EQ's kicks and hi hats
Youtube and God yeah
Taught me that
Man the work day started at 5 AM
Hit the gym
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
B.G.
Uh-huh I'm bout my feddi by all means
Look here I be on a paper chase I'm all about my cheddar
I ain't touching the mic if it ain't five
bet that truck be bladed up
Bentley still crawling on fo's so they ain't fading us
In the hood I'm a grinder, wood on the vinyl
TV, VCR, I'm laid
A Dozen Bentley’s
V12 Lurch
Hitting tennis balls on the top of the Burj
Better practice your serve
You know I’m going to get all that I deserve
As I swerve
ain't 'bout that
Paper stacks bricks flip yeah
I'm 'bout that!
Want to tell that D's yeah, I doubt that!
Ayo! - Four door Porsh' comin' out in 2-0
your gung ho got'cha niggas by your side
And the topic of your every conversation's let's ride
But let's take 5 and then put that shit aside
But you
five, and my twin got a brand new gen
I don't know about you, but nigga about mine I'ma die and I'll do it again
Zero, No I'm not going for none
I been
you ever ever touch mine.
Fire it up dog, but watch out for 5-0.
Eyes blowed f*** plenty henny and hydro.
F*** a b**** and some clothes, I gotta
Juggin' & counting & stacking it
Dusse my cup
Bands in a rover I'm rolling a shooter I'm feeling lit
Hop out the V
I'm counting up bands by the minute I
I'm mad, so I ain't playin' wit 'em
Any bitch wanna come test me,
Yup, come to my city, that's where I be
I ride all in the hood in my new Bentley
and that's just my Mum and Dad
You need five attributes to be successful in music
Talent hard work determination money and luck
Let's dissect...
Number one
couldn't dig ya'self a chip
Dig ya'self a hole, told 'em I was cold from the rip
Zero zero man, need more of those in my shi!
Hoes in my whip, Mo'(et)
four Velours, withdrawals by Michael Kors
And I watch a pretty penny I'm talkin hundred or more
My critique for 'leet, not for the cheap
And my money
Ayy, 5-0 won't leave out, dope boy, Reeboks only thing I had to wear
I ain't have a dollar to my name, when I called you, you wasn't there
We used
Ayy, 5-0 won't leave out, dope boy, Reeboks only thing I had to wear
I ain't have a dollar to my name, when I called you, you wasn't there
We used
to bring my life back to zero
and can I say just what might change your mind
like an Anti-evangelist on a daily grind
Solo
V3: Lonely's just a word but it
Myślę co by było gdybym nie był 0-6-1 tylko 0-2-2
Dokąd podryfowała by ta tratwa
Moja wiara nie jest martwa
Przewiezie mnie po Polsce jak Porsche po A2
How should you be in the V.I.P., and the
think of all the nights you can creep out with me
See I'm about leasin' real estates
ball with
on me baby that's all right
How should you be in the V.I.P., and the
think of all the nights you can creep out with me
See I'm about leasin' real
points for a fish
7 0 8 SWIM FUN
Come say hi to Matt, Max, Dave and Tina
Who's gonna win the galaxy?
It's been a crazy one
Felt like the week's gone by
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