Lyrics:
upping eight bands
That's damn near his ass is
Blade dancing in some Ray-Bans
Mirror tint, one night
Two bitches in the same trance
Stan got two sticks
He
up, send my youngins on the licks now (ayy)
NFL, I'm tryna send a whole blitz out (hold up)
Hood fab', blicks fire, walk bricks, that's our blood
beneath the gates to love
He dreams of Lady Jennings in duet with Mrs. Boyd
Five hundred white horses are trampling the wedding band
While the immortal
taggin' me in, boy you know that I gotcha
Hotter than shit, just call me Sriracha
Spittin' and switchin', my speakers are knockers
Rap in my blood, I still
history statement my bloods made for success
It's written in my story since the beginning
Swimming with bitches by the boat
Load my man's getting that coke
Lavi3 gang to the fullest
Show you that theirs more beauty
In many different things
Life ain't always perfect
Take a chance, consider it
Gotta women
demons boy
Lines don't get more real than that
Only thing that protected me was my blood line that go way back
I'm talking way back like noose ropes
have a grudge
I'm coming out for blood
Just like Dracula does
My accountants adding up
And we subtracting the scrubs that
Ain't ever had no love
For
To the two of my plans
You make ends meet
Travel plan B
January
(Tick tock)
Only tell time by the wrist watch
Heart pump blood
Fuck a thick clot
Two bands
digits mans
This money I flip mane
As Soon as I get mane
Product sold before it land
On my Cash app I made a hundred bands
Self made I don't need ya mane
hablo dinero?
I came by my lonely, stood tall like a pharaoh
Knuck if you buck, loose your head like a scare crow
See bands make em dance, shaking ass
some hoes in the backyard they barbequing them stakes
I sippin on that Alaze, I'm smoking on that better hay
Sittin by the pool with my ray bands
Always band together bond like real leather
Keepin' it light light and fun like a feather
So we gonna get a goal to soothe our soul
Then another two,
on soles
Got that big pump shoulder lean Young Dro
Nigga get a halo by the time he hit the floor
cint no safety in yo hood they'll get you right in yo store
opponent then can't come to my arena
Seen some shit that made me laugh so hard I had a minor seizure
You can't tell the way I feel cause it don't show from
didn't want the joke to end
I didn't want that joke to end
Rainbow rubber band, rusty razor blade, traveling mercy
Feeling blood get thicker, Bo Jackson
to steal, I been in the field when it's tough
Darkness like I flood
I ain't gotta fear it I been covered by the blood
God gon' keep me stright, I ain't got no
a casket
Pathed the streets of gold
Never did I fold
Nor do I miss the blood I gave
You already killed me
Boogie with the boogie man feel me
I am not afraid
he don't want beef
They always see me on the run
My pistol packing it ain't lunch
Bullets coming by the bunch
Don't make me pistol whip ya son
They
Arcadia
Let's play some Melty Blood
Ima hit you low and run
Yea we was having fun until I kicked yo ass huh?
Good game
You Wouldn't wanna be me I'm
haters, one by one, that's problem solving
I'm the b o p kid still G.M.K., just on some new shit
I'm on t o p bitch, get out the way, my turn, you blew it
It's on you know I see em
Like mike no play I'll beat em
Reach back skirt off I'm leaving
Fuck that shit back on my goals
Yea I'm back in my mood
Ask the opps why I left jail without a scar
They keep praying that I fail behind my back lets go to war
Blah blah, keep on talking catch you turnt up
them pistols bustin'
Tearin' up yo stomach
Got the bullets rushin', gushin' blood
You fuckin' scrub
You don't get no love from a real one
She suck my
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