Lyrics:
motherfuck 'em, yeah
Makin' plays like I'm in the NBA, in and out of state
Tryna feed my kids and beat a case
My lil' partner got that iron on him, dying
BMFBG nigga
ATL Jacob
Yeah
Skrrt, skrrt
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob
Shout out to the opps, As-Salaam-Alaikum
Motherfuck the cops, run up all
in this bitch
Livin' my life, motherfuck that I'm rich
Now they know the name, but just Logic
I keep it G, 'cause I'm a good person
Givin' my
a ridah, you just riding with her
I ain't a black belt, but I pack kick, like kung fu
Under the Gucci' black belt
See I know what I'm bout
Motherfuck
we can dance
Bitch ass nigga
Motherfuck you and your man, we can do it with the hands
Fuck I need a gun for?
I done fucked a lot of bitches already
It's 2017 nigga
Welcome home 'wop, blurr
Shawty Redd, new bitch nigga, y'all niggas motherfuck' at?
Pyrex pot
East Atlanta, Zone 6
Trap house
asked 'em in a interview, "Why do he love these girls?"
The only thing he had to say was, "Motherfuck the world!"
This is my story, yeah I'm from that
lose friends
We'll fuck em all, motherfuck them all
We was never friends anyway, nigga watch me ball
And so I'm a dreamer, I want it all
Man I come from
I bleed for me and mine
Ka-boom, a rat-tat-tat, and some good ole bliss
'Cause I'm a sister, and I'm a motherfuck
I am made of shamrocks, I am made
I bleed for me and mine
Ka-boom, a rat-tat-tat, and some good ole bliss
'Cause I'm a sister, and I'm a motherfuck
I am made of shamrocks, I am made
aim her at your head, nigga, motherfuck the vestes
I'm antisocial, quit acting like you know me
Before I go postal, you know I gotta owe me
I'm
motherfuck who's offended
T-t baby, if I go any harder
I'm get you out your guarda, but you're somebody's daughter
But I just wanna know you wanna get it
inclined to critique
Motherfuck ‘em, they couldn't lace up a nigga’s Chukka’s
‘Cause money talk and I make them bussa’s pay for discussion
Chasing
to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did that
hoe was trippin' so she gotta go
One thing about pimpin', man, motherfuck a hoe
Me and Hoody talkin' cocaine
For the slippers outta niggas who want
motherfuck a suit and tie, dawg
We don't wear our hats to the back with the five, dawg
Bang, put the plug on chill
Told 'em I ain't through yet, hell naw, I
and the killers and the kidnappers
I'll fuck your bitch in your crib, watch the kids after
Still fuck a bitch, fuck the ring, motherfuck a pastor
I don't, I
you only live twice slime
And motherfuck you if you fight crime
I'm from a place where the high crime rate like Iran
We put your ass on nigthtline
I'm
And motherfuck you if you fight crime
I'm from a place with a high crime rate like Iran
We put your ass on Nightline
I'm on the grass like a python
These niggas
Motherfuck Teniell, but see I'm the Captain of this ship
And I'm true to the game
Ya all look the same
Standin' by my backstage door, hopin' that'll
convey and toss grenades
You niggas want to be the T H you G?
Please, like me but can't see me
Bend and roll like a fucking hog
Motherfuck, 5th
even a plane
For the untamed
Insane human only the Fifth Dawg
Fuck you thought motherfuck fame
For the fact the shit is a phat game
Going remain
got the Holy Ghost
They asked them in a interview
"Why do he love these girls?"
The only thing he had to say was
"Motherfuck the world!"
This is my
bo
Got a hundred mill in my stash, nigga
(Nah I'm talking 'bout?)
Motherfuck that bank, I got it in cash, nigga
(Nah I'm talking 'bout?)
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