Lyrics:
pound for pound
Swear to god this shit don't seem right, she's coming in my beam light
Put yo legs in the air, lay down so I can give you head
And you
then you know I'll carry it out
Satisfied by your love baby your Gods child Blessing from above baby loving on yo style Kisses and your touch made me
We makin' mils, y'all just be making memes
I hit him one time, only just a piece
You a lil' bitch to me, nigga, like a niece
Y'all niggas stay on my
nigga bam!
Fuck a ford lil baby imma pull up in a fucking lamb
Oh wait, yeah, I’m sorry lil’ bro
I’m sorry you didn’t know I was the man
Is was all in
shawties
Bad biddies all on me
Can't do the one, I need me like two or three
Lil spanish mami
All on my body
She tryna top me
Oh I took your bitch I'm not
'm just chilling
Shout out to Mr Kakoulli
Now I'm moving all groovy
Don't know why the haters moving all moody
Crazy tings my life is a movie
I own the top
So hard to breathe this air that we call love,
Ain't nothing worse than the hurt we receive from love,
When you get hurt by the one you living for,
So hard to breathe this air that we call love,
Ain't nothing worse than the hurt we receive from love,
When you get hurt by the one you living for,
the reasoned that we're seasoned
Seasoned and we, feel our paper won't disappear
Oh, hey it's been a long time in the bay
With God on our side we have
Mo
Mo oh oh oh, I need (I need)
Mo oh oh oh, I need (I need)
Mo oh oh oh, I neeeed (I need)
Mo oh oh oh
Yeah I get paid but I need mo
Yeah I get
How I loathe all this obscenity
Is the way my life's got to be
By a single opportunity
Look at me, oh look at me
Is this the way I've always been, oh
at Citi Trends (uh)
Dope boy swag with Timberlands (on God)
You a pussycat and you can't handle that, a minute man
It cost to be a boss, you a lil' kid
ain't Mrs scarlet
But wake up and get a clue
Say you buried the hatchet bae bury the bull
Better hop on board I'm about to take off
Can't no one live for
that were all finna eat for free
Call me Mr. fucking beast I'm Finna be the president
Finna lead my team to victory I'm feeling like im Hercules
Nigga
passing
Onlyfans could see us thrashing
Cashing out on every talent
God put in me me
W a passion
Catching bodies like a alley oop
Bitch I ain't making
really dress
Yes, they say that I'm the best
Mrs. put that shit on
And I wear all my clothes in red
Now baby I ain't no gangster
But I said what I said
right mind
So I'm hopin' that I can get some
Dope in my system by night time
So to make a lil' cash
I might wipe me a windshield or pump gas
Or take your
who the fuck is you
I look a lil' familiar, don't I?
Ha, ha, ha, ha, look at y'all, look at it, look at it, nigga
Maybach Music
Tell me right now
c'mon, uhh (recognize)
c'mon, right yes, yes, right here, uhh, c'mon, down
Sorta similar to the way I remember to be the wordsmith
Pharoahe, God's gift
I can't see my son for 100 days
Now I'm bout to some hot yoga and meditate
Got me smiling like lil Nate I know he's in heaven gates
Wildin' and doing
Wow
No k Izzy
I'm still dizzy
A yo Same ole Izzy
uh huh
Low key Trip, I love the feeling
Drank so fizzy
Uh huh
Lil Uzi, Yeah
Dance, my shoulders move
lil one, we better hustle
But who is that rabbit that thrives in the rubble
Help me Mr. Freddy so I make it until dawn
Got the shivers feeling shaky
Lil hoes love to say
"Oh my god, he shy"
They like "Why you so quiet?"
I don't like you muthafuckas that's why
I can't lie I don't like to waste time
the casa, your god exists
'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper you're hot as shit"
They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
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