Lyrics:
like I don't understand (Uh)
But this on F.O.E nigga
Next year it's gon' be more growth nigga
More love, more bread, more toasts nigga
More wins, cause
Donc j’écoute SUZUYA j’vois le ciel par la f’nêtre
Un coup j’ai la haine, un coup mon âme s’apaise
J’crois on joue avec Moi, on me prend on me jette
Et
desayunar
Esperando al U.F.O que me lleve a mi hogar
No puedo permitir que me vayáis a olvidar
Pero me estoy dejando tanto que esa mierda pasará neno
Sonrío
see it hun
Seven bitches on me and i don't give a f**k
Because i got this one girl calling me out for lunch
I'm on my last breathe
I got my last breathe
I walk in the spot wit a F'N on me
And she fuckin w me cause im better homie
We them niggas who stomping, no stepping on me
Smokin' all of this za i
are not legit they paying for them views on youtube
The f on they belt aint fendi that shit is fubu
If u wanna kno some more about me look me up
projets
C’est peut être le prochain”
F*ck la fame, ce que j’veux c’est n’plus dire qu’un truc est trop cher
J’ai quitté les gros chiens
Qui m’ont prit pour
wan come visit us
Wan undress us
Then f*** all of us
Me I getti girls wey wan come my place
Omotena wants us to fornicate
Me I no dey do cos I’m
dancing with my tooly on
Take her to the studio/F **k her with my jewelry on
I done lost a lot friends i ain't lose no sleep
Only important friends to me be
outta hand
And we lookin' a fool
Yea
So tru, tell me what you wanna do
And then I'll do it
It's only me and you
I know they think I'm stupid
But F what
his Jill
F'yo heart made of steel
Don't rob me of my chill
My vibe make solids molten
I float on my kill
Help lay to pave
Or fuck out my face
We
help instead
Realness real won’t buy no fake one
Clich is shady if it’s said
In vanity missing it’s patience
F’ I’m a toilet y’all obese
When pressure’s
a esos labios
Yo soy como Arcangel, una f'kin maravilla
Le doy luz a mi tierra como los goles de Villa
Una mala hoe está intentando quitar mi hebilla
Voy
over and C
She was feening for the D
Cross country how she run over
Now her gas tank on E
Why she let the boy F
Cuz she only fucking with G's
That was
beat but somehow bitch they still get beat
F.R.E.E Gang GMMG until I fuckin sleep
You couldn't walk a mile up in my shoes this shit ain't for the week
qui me carotte cette fois
Faut que je contente Insta et followers
Bisous Flowers pour mes follow-euses
Putain je suis en F
Je prends le micro pour les
by my battalion
F.V.R.A, the presidential stallion
No more anger, RudeMan is hanging it
A true tough guy, don't deal with all that gang sh*t
Slang
yea, yea, yea, nah
We don't let it B
Even when she testin' me
Don't give a F
She effin' me
This is a forever thing
Eva thing
We gon keep it rockin'
We
at the right time
I ain't givin' you punchlines, it's rude and odd
From beginning to end, you know I finish the job
F**k a deal Ima Do it MySelf
Make a mill Ima
square
Trying knock me off
Why go there
Keep a 4 4
Or 4 5
That boy step
Playin gangsta
He gone die
B G F is
Blakkghost
Family against
The world nigga
I
with him
We got brand new Glock twentys
He got dirty two two threes
All our shirts f r e e's
All y'all shirts is r i p's
He don't play no call of duty
He
My shelltoes is snow white
And if you be hating, then you have no life
You have no life
You are so f'ing irrelevant
Your girlfriend text me,
F.D.E.....
(Mmmmmmmmm)
G.M.E
S.R. Baby ...
(Yea)
Pop Da Man
Every time I wanna talk
You turn and run away
(Run away....)
Girl we're not gonna last
(Yea, Aye)
Gotta give and go
Gotta put my Lyrics in it
You check my fLow
You askin' who the reaLest
I'LL Let you know
Gotta get my cash
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