Lyrics:
ride clean
Dirty bitches tryna wipe a nigga clean
Dirty niggas tryna clean a nigga scene
My mama say she pray for me,
But I still where a thirty in jeans
time I meant to catch the bus home
But I caught the one that goes thirty miles south
And my lips are chapped, now
And I'd keep going if I could
Who
thirties everywhere, everywhere I go I'm really stamped
Ion gotta pull my pants up
Can't get caught up in no jam
Bitch, I got this Glock up in my pants,
love, give me p****, money, drugs
I take thirty out my stash and go blow it with my blood
Don't pa** me no regular, I'mma turn it down
All I blow is
Time on my phone shows eleven thirty-four
When I open up my eyes today
Don't really feel like waking up from bed
To go to school or studio
Keep that shit low-key, Tay. Thirty Days in, I've been trappin' Uncle Sam
I've been slidin' for my brother and I'm doin' hand-to-hand
We smacked up,
Well my daddy died when I was thirty one
And that brown eyed girl gave me a brown eyed son
And when he comes to me wonderin how you do it
I'll say now
gold chain
Made a promise to my brother say we gon eat
I be living like I am thirty when I'm seventeen
So if I don't make it that's a fuqen shame on me
Fuck on
Fuck on
30-30s with thirties, thirty niggas, we dirty
I got my shooters they shootin', we show them niggas no mercy
From the pot
thirty-seven minutes, got my back tired
Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh, beat the-, ah
Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh, shit
Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh, beat the cat down
I growled
alive, even though I say I’m dead inside
I try to be mysterious, serious, imperious
Five foot six, hundred thirty on the scale
So I guess the act’s over,
myself in a burned out hell sharing a cell with a man from Mississippi
He said, "I was once like you, I thought in thirty years, ya know we'd all be
It was just starting to drizzle as I walked out the door
But I've delivered papers in the rain like that before
Three-thirty in the morning, I was
Thirty birds I'm thinkin' we gon' need another kitchen
I used to pack my little work fuck up my mother dishes
Now I'm the one to get the work to get
I put thirty to Paris, that's my version of therapy
Givin' dough with no condition, like donatin' to charity
Still callin' my ex, man that shit is
the one for you
Undress you saktong six-thirty
I’ll come into your paradise if you dare me
Ako ay ‘di na male-late pa
On the way
Basta ikaw ang ka-date
the team
Bought a Glock for my partner, it came with a built-in beam
Know it changed to see me on the scene
I'm on Adderall thirties, nigga, I don't pop
nose with this tool
Huh
Bless his soul achoo
Huh
Life's a bitch but that pussy good
That's a toxic trait that I choose
Thirty eight with the long nose
I
I'm running all out of things
That I can sing out
I think that thirty-nine years
Is more than enough
And yet I find myself here
In front of strangers
of shit you polished too
Bitch I had enough I paddled of the creek
I'm thirty deep and heavy and I'm battle ready
Saddle up the Chevy I'm gone
Ahhh
like a ghost, huh, yeah (woo)
On the yacht, let's have a toast 'cause I'm the GOAT (yeah), huh, yeah (GOAT)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some
It's a whole lot of money, this shit came in perfect timing
Count a hundred, throw a thirty in peace, I did that just for rhymin
I like rappin' on these
I'm a flood it for him
My vision is blurry, I just hope that I get to see thirty
I pray for another morning
Wake up with your bitch, she got nothing
on accomplishing all these goals no more hesitating
No breaks only accelerating
By thirty I know I'm going to be dominating
Cause I'm putting in all this work now
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