Lyrics:
Proper ass amps ??? Alpine
Put the coke on the dash roll a dollar do a line
Pump RBL maybe 1,2,3
Or the funky shit by the I.M.P.
Now I'm high like
don't evolve
Past the point of dissolving in 2 feet of flood water
Holler out that I ain't shit and I won't disagree
Cause I'm still over here workin
"By any means, lil' nigga, handle your business" (no way, no way)
That bitch friendless, be my best friend, we finish each other's sentences (no way)
and we ballin' inside
Ballers watch me and my dog pop bottles all night
Y'all get out of line, and I'm pullin' out a nine
They love to see me broke ass
don't want that drama, listen boy I promise
I stay with them goons and you don't want no problems
The bass still jumpin', yeah we doin numbers
Early in
Me
Da Judge Looked At Me
And Said How You Doin' Boosie
He Called Me By My Nickname[Ooooh]
What You Think I'm Stupid[b---h]
You Wanna Railroad
friend" (Oh shit)
I let two minutes pass by
Then reached inside my pocket
Now this when shit 'bout to get
Real and nobody can stop it (Okay, listen)
Pulled
Ayo, I force MC's to bleed
Retreat and recede
That's the Young Sinatra creed
Killin' a track with incredible speed
And doin' it like it's nothin', no
is wit it by the lingo I be kickin
I'm bringing the auto mackin' back into rap
I'mma be the biggest, no opinions
Immerse facts been doin' this since
I think I love her for real
I think I want this forever
It's crazy the way that she makin' me feel
We go together like Bonnie and Clyde
Ain't no
above that pool
(So cold, so cold)
I knew you by your government
Instead of your stage name
Been around town, chopping up tree
Bet you see me, same old
peacefully (haha)
This first and ass whoopin', evenly
I ain't got no decency
We came through the front door, bitches leapt out sneakily
Bitches made a run
Don't smoke but im doin lately
Won't cut open cause i blame three
One thought we was having a baby
And other two had no boundaries
When your ex text their
sayin' to you
We can go hop on a plane for two
Anywhere you want, I'm there for you
City girl she wanna live by the coast
She don't do much but she doin
that block like Dora
Borer, back that out and they run (back it)
Patterned through the, so my woes is like Drake
We was doin' that shit for fun (yes)
I'm sick and tired of how you trip when I speak to folks at the store.
I told you my lil dog got hurt, we had beef,
You told me nigga please, you
surrounded by despisers that's intoxicated
Cause all of us are gang related,
Later years fully gettin' there
What do we have here?
One day every family
a lil laugh
V know that he's chosen
He be doin the most
And Neva let off the gas
Can't stop with this flow but imma get back
Got ten on the flo and I
the separation
[Verse 2: 7xvethegenius]
Uh, uh
Pardon my silence, there’s no words to say what I’ve provided (Uh)
I’ve just decided what I write’s too great-
thought that you really knew me Can't believe that I fucked with a goofy
Now I ride in McLaren's and two-seats Now I'm dropping bags every damn season
by a plane
I was born and I am shooting my shot
Got an A on my paper if you think I did math you were wrong if you mad you'll be strong coz I'm next
question it
We gon' get the album done by the deadline
I'll talk to ya later, over and out brother
middle eastern chick was sittin on a stool you know (BO!!!)
Doin the belly dance makin my niggas drool you know (BO!!!)
Run like a dappa that's the number
always
Some shit wrong with it
But everyone around here and everyone I meet
We're all doin' our best to keep
All up on two feet
Well, I don't plan
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