Lyrics:
a p****y want me dead but ain't drop yeeeet
My MomA said she washed her hands with me
But oin think she understands me
I hustle just to feed my family
Chill, baby, sit back, just chill
No Breitling, need bills
No catch in these hills
Been a lil' menace since the field
Can't forget the seal
Can't forget
got life in jail
Perkys get you by, them youngins knock 'em down
Lil one tell my phone when you got back in town
They see me on the stage now, though
a stupid nigga if he runnin up
Try to rob me promise you ain't comin up
If he get away then they gon bring it up
We gon hear about it
Shots hit yo chest take
ho-in', these bitches love money, get with it
So I put 'em on, all of 'em grown, they get dope
And all you need to do is just give 'em a lil' coke
So I
on, ion really freestyle
But nigga in the meanwhile
I got ya bitch in my coupe, me and Lil Snupe
'Bout to party ya bitch, show her what to do
'Bout
a cantaloupe
Hope you got a rope to hang yourself
I rob for self, from Brooklyn, where else
Fat like a Lexus coupe, I'll rip your troop
Not even Lois Lane
a fuckin' rocket
Jimmy Neutron, ray gun poppin'
Nail the witch out by the lake
I bet she'll give me sloppy toppy
Gotta head to the side like a deer
Bitch
a lil' something like this
I'm in junior high with a B-plus grade
At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade
I walk from school to my mom's
Thought that I should give them all my love
But it turns out they would rob me even just for lil dubs
Fake motherfuckers in the dust
I ain't pull up
(what)
We get 'em up at the drop of a dime bro
And did a day livin' by the AK
>From the ??? overseas, TRU niggas blowin' trees'
And gettin'
Gon Mention that we jus slimed lil Cuz neem
For fucking with flrrddd Neem
Ebk Lil Reese ask me who my opps like All them
Me Lil rob Robbing shi we like
know give me a motherfuckin break, will ya?
shorty was da bomb brown skin honey with the dough
found out she was a lil' ho but still yo
pushed up
Everyday another chance to make my Moma proud
And I'm just tryna run it up they wanna bring me down
I gotta push it to the limit I cant let you
all my lil niggas in the game
Lil Nick, Big Dre, my brother Phil did a drive by on the game
Lil Darius, Shawn Baby, Big W, Brian Jay, Lil Toby, Lil
gotta make movies
Bright lights attracted bad bitches
And attracted to mad niggas
Whoever thought lil' ol' Meek Milly'd pass Jigga?
I'm just
These niggas be fake, gotta watch them
I'm hot, so I know they plottin'
Go broke, have lil' bro rob them
That Nina my problem solver
Man down, no
Niggas told me they gon ride
Told me they gon slide
When it came drama time
Nobody was by my side
Shit i had to realize
Niggas be drippin dimes
Dont
me, it would be a lil risky
Stop playing with me, bitch
Pack go for about 50, bitch
After I rob your stupid ass, I might just go by Fendi, bitch
Or go
Man I just gotta hit a lick
Would rob my plug but she pretty as a bitch
Hit her with this dick, watch her bless me for the zips
Lil Boosie, wipe me
my body and feet
Slime just blew up my charger
Fuck 12 they seizing my keep
Only wins we taken defeat
Hold on you I'm da type nigga rob da whole city
And I'm still mourning
Gave all my purp to my OG
But I want some more red
My lil nigga ask to rob my plug
I told him go ahead
Can't save yo number anyway
pull up, spray
No I'm not lost I'm just going away
Put DEATHPROOF in the MOMA
I try to be sober but geeked by the end of the day
Two fours then I'm
Who living to pander
Then rob his banker
And take off with Amber
They talking big shit
Cuz they ain't fought Tyson
My words hit, like getting
Trampled
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