Lyrics:
state "You know what you do to me"
She starts off, "Well I don't usually"
Then I, whip it out, rubber no doubt
Step out, show me what you all about
as you see
As far as I'll show
I get what I want
As far as you know
And if you reach
The depths of hell
All you'll see is me
Dancing on a stage
All by
that you get with this underground headliner
Mainstream ignored a bro
And they be petty, so jealousy is sure to show
But they rich and got more
percent, I'll make it perfect
You got a body to die for, let me merk it
Now it's murder on the dance floor
I wanna take this further than the dancefloor
load the glock
Hit you two times your girl in shock
Homers out the park like Nicky Koch
Pull up to the spot go drip drop
Got fashion wearin crocs
Me
Glock and shot my homie
I ain't read the guide
Bro got twenty shots in his shit
I got fifty-five you baby daddy a crumb
He can't fuck with me if he tried
thankful for Dunder Mifflin
You're my 'Yonce to my Jay-Z
You know that I'm "Crazy
In Love" with you baby
I got 99 Problems, you've never been one
Cause I'm
speaking clearly?
Just like an MC
I will speak simply
Will you even understand
If I speak slowly?
Let me break it down so you understand completely
Neatly,
better than [?] what else are you in
The police pulled me over, I was cooling
Tried to say that I was under the influence
Well I was on the brew
he’s got two (got two)
I’m like babe (like babe) that’s how we do
(that’s how we do)
No, no, no you man can't do it like me
Nope, you can't do it like me
the kid was used to this
Might call me Mad Max, got a brave heart, ain't no Mel Gibson
I don't want a milly, but we all still missing Million
When you speak
to you
Go 'head, show 'em what you got
Jay-Z, find me at JD
Skinny nigga getting fit, cause I know my time will come
Like father, like son, hot like a man with a gun
Killing these haters for
u round me watch what u postin, yeah I’m wavy but I’m not from the ocean
I got the top from a Scotian ,
2 phone in my pocket that both ring ,
years
I found my own sound please
Can you back away I don't like fake Around me
I keep a small circle and they Surround me
And if we got a problem we
listening but I still heard ya
I need a visual representation of what you been talking bout girl
Show me how you really feel yeah take me away and bring me
try to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show
to do? (what's left?)
Why you think all my shit so electric when I step in booth?
My tweet got taken out of context, they think I left the group (fuck is
Yo Buckets, what are you saying bro?
Ah ah, just woke up, 'boutta flip a pack
For the Croski, ahlie
Ah, say word goober, dunno!
Woke up and I trap
me
Think u ape I'll prove ya human, no Darwin Theory
Ya know what I said
Cypress Hill but let's B Real I'll put a whole in ya head
The Doc get shitty
sound
Got a new crew ‘round
Like Jay Z we runnin' this town
Trapjudas on the track
Homie always had my back
Skate around the park 8 hours after dark
Not
one scrolling, tryna hold it down
Time I get back to you, baby, look at how you got me now
And I say show me something, she be like LOL
Quit playing
stop playing you don't got no money
Yeah he stay trapping but that don't really phase me
It don't really offend me
I'm making my money legit
What do you
shut up girl, put them dogs away
They call me Sam with no U-E-L
They talking about me when this ain't no show and tell
My beats are dope got me moving
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