Lyrics:
is for all the ladies that got three boyfriends
This is for all my niggas that know how to play their part
I put the shades on top of my bucket hat
This ain't a good time
To sleep on me instead
D-Mo is here to spit on this track
Being dirt broke giving that money for gas
Having faith that hard times
still snort cocaine
Junk give me bread I gave em dope that look like whole grain
We ain't doing drive bys we hop out and then get close range
Face him
to
"throw it in the bag" by fabulous
Now I got the custom made bag
this shit is fabulous
Upcycle, Baby
You know the mission
Buy the whole block not just
[Verse 1]
Fe, fi, no, fun, I smell the blood of an American, if the conman comin' at me
Then alive or dead yeah I'm a grind a motherfuckers bones
3 bands just in case I need to buy myself some shit
Keep a 4 to make me tip when there's 5 hoes on my dick
We get lit
She want a wedding ring I bought
Watch me tip toe on my way to the top
Mozart pose by my lamborghini drop
Seven cellphones can't remember my last name
Motherfuck a bill my whole life
gee]
My wicky wicky style is unbearable for this world and the planet boy
I swing at the store, buy a lunch, play lacroix
Supercat chasin rats, with
the GOAT
Put legends in the past, Acura shit
Hickory dickory dock (hol' up)
Niggas, they kickin' them nursery rhymes
These niggas be pissin' me off
[ CHORUS ]
I been to every city, state and street
From what I see
These niggas don't want it with me
So now I'm comin for the love that y'all were
why
Ain't gotta try
You know I'm high
Roll up the loud the shit get me by
You be on I G countin' ya friends
I be in Mexico countin' up ends
Stack three
on a muthafuckin cop
and ya stripes will get took quick, bust ya damn dick
by a reckless young black pit
indo or tai, nigga lets get high
2 to 3 blunts and watch
me
I'm bout to buy about two or three houses that look like the inside of IKEA
Bitch wanna link, I forget that
I'm in the stu, everything in here
in my body
Glock by me, Stan got one too
You better not try me
And it's a strap in my Dior bag
I'm not rock climbing
Bitch used to laugh, I'm up now
pipe
I'm like a monster lookin' for
Something to eat by daylight
Please don't let me leave from no house
Or I'll become the next killa
The news is
huh
You calling shots you B.I.G
Okay don't say nun
Talking on the net you called me pussy boy you lied
Keep the glock tucked by hip we move in silence
team
You’re judged by your company
I own couple companies
Please keep all them cunts from me
I spent years around fiends
Having million pound dreams
I
Hellcats
We buy that shit and race it
Walk his ass down and fah, fah
Now he got a facial
You can't really fuck with me for real
You might as well face it
to made it by now (uh-oh)
Yeah, but life threw me in the wrong realm (uh-oh)
Yeah, we always got time to do better (uh-oh)
Yeah, but I was tryna do it
carried by a angel
Head in the clouds with an invisible halo
Floating wit my BOSS wings
Every gangsta got dreams
Me against the world too/ Like I got 2Pac's
link and we ain't all thinkin the same thing but
They teens got so impressed by me
They try to walk, talk, interact and dress like me
We captivated
to you, point blank period
you are the midnight star thats got me curious
seriously thinking bout our future this is how it must be
[hook]
[verse 3]
now
me why we started diverging
I'm tryna be the one to buy everything
I'd fucking die for this
Am I hurting you while taking over?
About to have a crazy
that they done stole out of ??? and Parisian's
The bitch tried to call me a lie
Tryin' on clothes that you know your ass ain't gon' buy
Bitches like
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