Lyrics:
for all my Gs
Quarterback in the streets
Throw a zip for three
Mr mC on the beats that
Still spin when I freeze
In the city by the sea, bitch
Feel
How can I be straight?
My bitches homophobic
Suck four man in the back of the car
Lick man down, pull out, reload it
Clap cheeks, lie down flat
Look
Head shell anywhere di killer dem walk
Loving on your dress tonight (oo)
I dey in love with your sexiness (yeah)
Mmh, I'm loving on that perky
don't know what we on
And don't believe a nigga iced out, if he drive a Nissan
I'm in love with that paper, that paper, that paper yeah, yeah
I'm gon'
them girls i fuck man they Gorgeous
On some 5 Stars in the morning
Yeah she do them splits yeah she Jordan
Pull up Pull up
Vibes right now
Wait pull up
the system, man I miss em'
Look at my time, I ain't gon' lie now I gotta leave
And I be outside in driveway, five in the night time, vibe by my lonely
And I
love so much
But so what, I'm sleazy it's not easy being Joe Smut
With more bucks than you can count, more than what's in your clutch
I could fund
Oh man it's the
I had to run up a check on em, a check on em
Had to put ice on to flex on em, flex on em
Poured up a four that Tek on em
The Tek
4:00 a.M.
(Flexing on that bitch, hold up)
I'm somewhere out in Queens (Gotti)
(Foreverolling) yeah
First 48, first 48
All that flexin'
count bands yeah
I got shooters if you fucking up my plans yeah
Count bands all I got is dead friends yeah
Whip game change pull up in a Benz yeah
4 door
get me the top, yeah
Give me the head, yeah
Bitch, I'm ahead (Oh my God, It's Hippo)
Disrespect gang and you dead!
What's the hook? Ima freestyle it
I
the picture (ha)
Foreigner, every whip I push make the doors go up
Still young heartbreak, make her fall in love
Everythin' well done, still I warm it up
Aw man!
Put that ol' dumb horn down
Hey, Jazzy
Jazzy
Show this boy what some real music 'posed to sound like
He-he-ha!
1-2-3-4
Now that's a record!
lonely(Yeah, Wait Yeah)
Said fuck that shit got right in the music these niggas wan clone me(Yeah, Yeah)
Man I hate when my cup go empty shit got me feeling so
I know I can't afford to stop (man, cool)
For one moment (I was in love with this girl, dude)
That it's too soon to forget (I was tore up, dawg)
I
Woo
Uh, uh
It's The Gift and the Curse
Uh, uh, yeah
First they love me, then they hate me, then they love me again
They love me again (uh)
pack smoker (Yessirskii)
Opp pack smoker (Gang)
This new opp pack be smoking (Gang Gang)
It's 1,2,3,4,5 opps in this blunt
Send a blitz at a nigga like
outta line
Say he ain't sold on his gang
I seen a switch for a dime
See, I keep it kosher today day
Other days outta my mind
Yeah, you could look but you
like Bruce Lee
Jackie Chan, IP Man, Jet Li
In the game I'm a rookie
I'm with yo bitch playing hooky
I smoke the gas yeah da cookie
Look me up you can
to get by
Is it all in my head?
Is it all in my head
Could everything be so right without me knowing?
I'm just working for the man
I'm just trying
I've been stuck in my mind, thats over
(Its over, its over)
Imma cry right on her shoulder
Yeah i hope its never over
Yeah i swear i'll never fold up
love bitch I just want the benefits
Flying Coffin, yeah that shit's on my body
Super geeked up, man I'm gone off that molly
Yeah I'm flamed up like that
the man in the front, yo
Was the man from behind
Where is the place where I don't have to watch my back
When I can just go without protecting my sex
gon' get smoked
We got real money, seven figure deal money
I'm in the Samuel Jackson, Time to Kill money
[U-God]
Yeah, we got them anthems, we handsome
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