Lyrics:
motherfuck your mammy
She don't concern with Lil Top
Yeah, I been out my top, yeah
Thuggin' out the bottle
YoungBoy ain't got no mind
Been like that since just
a man for nothing
Fuck where you from, you don't stand for nothing
Super bad when they talking to the cops
Motherfuck the ops on the block, we ain't
for me? Swear I won’t leave
Like motherfuck what they say
I prayed to God for to eat so
I can’t trip ‘bout my plate
Wait, hold on, niggas say can’t
labor
'Cause when it come to felonies, it ain't no free favors
Lined him up with two of his mans, gave 'em three tapers
Motherfuck the blender, we gon'
to prove
Shoot the club up
Debo got the pussy bulletproof
Nigga thirsty give his ass a glass of pussy juice
I'm tatted than a motherfuck, niggas on my
All this money around this bitch, I just know to buy me somethin'
We'll shoot that stick at you and your clique
Nigga, motherfuck 'bout where you from
enemies or connection
Motherfuck Jeff Sessions, I'm sellin' dope with a weapon
Only union some of me and my niggas got is the Western
I'm they favorite
Here to motherfuckin' remain, yeah
Uh, bitch nigga
It's still fuck police, too
Yeah, nigga, yeah
Rest in peace Terrence Crutcher, motherfuck Betty
gon' buckle up for the ride?
Niggas is fuckin' tough till its buckin' time
Bet they motherfuck, better buckle down
Cause I'm coming up nigga, hella
on my ones, face drippin', uh
Hate swimmin' through your bloodlines
Motherfuck a judge, same goin' to the one time, yeah
Come and take a stroll in
I'll let a few fly about it
Don't test me boy, because I about it!
So I'm the major money maker, motherfuck these niggaz
Keep yo' eyes on amounts,
ending potions
These other rap niggas got lines I got encroachments
I get endorsements, so motherfuck your co-sign
Punch punchlines I'll punch rappers
workin' for a bastard
I gotta see that money before my ass sees a casket
Get paid, motherfuck a raise
'Cause to all them improper crooked coppers,
don't crash
Tenor saw motherfuck ring it up fast
Be alarmed I'ma harm what I can and then dash
Fuck y'all got another planet on stash?
Far from
looking at me
Looking at you looking back, who can that be? (Yo)
When I'm all up this
Bitch, you know who the motherfuck it is
Roll through the club like
bout my scrilla, motherFUCK them niggaz
[Chorus]
[Verse: David Banner]
Hush lil' balla, gangsta cap peela
Who I be? this Mississippi trill nigga!
Fuck
back who can that be?
When I'm all up this
Bitch you know who the motherfuck it is
Roll through the club like a
Tikoloshe (little hairy african demon
popped
Fucking, switching up positions
Thought this shit would never stop
Motherfuck an intermission
Damn!
(Here we are again)
It ain't got to be
that Henny
Smoking kush in public, motherfuck the police
I ain't scared to die, on the dead homies
Hittin' them licks, wh-whipping the bricks
Still
Ezekiel take the wheel, I'm flying in the young
Out of luck, out of hope to fuck up, so
Motherfuck a time limit, I'ma take what's mine nigga
Hah, now
niggas will get fucked, so,
Motherfuck your bankroll, your pussy cease that
We cut from a different cloth nigga, believe that
Hip-hop hooray, hip-hop
Niggas trying to vulture the culture, motherfuck all of y'all
Dickblowers, rapper reality shows, y'all just attention whores
Don't give a fuck if I set
this (they gon' love this)
Niggas who out on bond, on the run and got ten years on parole
Since you can't say it dog, I'ma say it for y'all
Motherfuck
waking, you crackers can fight the feeling
Motherfuck you euthanasia I'll lace your food up with razors
Make you gargle with saltwater and excuse yourself
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