Lyrics:
Somalians
Black Tims, rubber suit Wonder Woman, bangers a blue coupe
I'm usually upon the roof countin' mad loot
Root beer reefer, teeth frame, doin' my 1,
of fresh air
And a fresh pair
Face it boo and do it till your face get blue
Breathe
One and then the two
Two and then the three
Three and then
(She only mad)
Cuz I got the pick of the litter
She only mad (She only mad)
Cuz she's not she one when I picked her
She only mad (She only mad)
Cuz I got
throat by a dick man
I got two three one six five man
I was there on the corner
You know what it is
I'm selling croissants
Like a fuckin' grandma
Grandma,
2 Scoops-
Yeah, my mind get complex like sex
nigga Scoop is on the microphone and I gets wrecked
can I wreck this, from Long Beach to Texas
I be
Uh huh
Jones
Dipset
Birdgang b*tch
You know what it is
When you see me two twelvin' you homie
You f**k n*ggas keep triple ninin', have some integrity
this isn't home
Spendin blue faces baby until we gone
Make it all back by the time I pick up the phone
And lil shorty you are far from a basic
And she
of fresh air
And a fresh pair
Face it boo and do it till your face get blue
Breathe
One and then the two
Two and then the three
Three and then
sneaking
I've been waiting gotta give my damn
Pop the world war 2 like Warren pick
Took lil beat and that's all I'm taking
Gotta holler at my folks
Get
damn
Pop the world war 2 like Warren pick
Took lil' beat and that's all I'm taking
Gotta holler at my folks get it popping nigga
From every coast hoe mo
of my bone
Ain't need no bitch who won't pick up the phone
I'm just living life to keep it down low
Don't give a shit about her because I'm living life by
the trail of their tears
I can see the Covenant colors
The sun and the rain have woven against the blue of the sky
And I know if we live we will live by
I told God to move over
There ain't no room for us two up there
I told God to move over
I met His fiery stare
He said I got a bone to pick with you
my shoes, made it even worse. I worked in an environment where you're judged by your shoes. You dare not wear scuffed shoes. You dare not wear
Zero Stress (Written by Rizzy RTG & Aaron Issa)
Pick the Percocets ('Cets)
Icy on ma neck (neck)
Hit you with that cheque (cheque)
We just ‘bout
since the 90s, blamed it on Giuliani
I'm rockin' two chains, sneakers 'cause that's that new Versace (my niggas)
I move like Gotti, just tryna pick up
else can I do?
You know my heart’s been shakin in two
A heart shakin in two
Shakin by your touch
Shakin by your lust
Shakin by everything you do
Is this
bitches blow kisses by my earlobe
A weirdo but I'm rare though, uh
One, two, unbuckle my, um (yeah)
One, two, unbuckle my, um (yeah)
One, two
jawns paired up by the two's
And I've done seen half the shit already it's like deja vu
I know that she a freak, okay
I know that she a freak, tell her
they're cool when I come pick up the package.
Tonight we're gonna have a really good time.
But I want to go to heaven on the day I die.
Going to make
cloud
Cold to the bone stay bold to the true sound
Hold it down for you
If this town won’t do
I’ll split the ground in two
Crawl thru hell for you
Take
I'm a
Shephard money long
Money long? Hair navy
No Crrrrr Blue it!
Thinking two seater
Mustang don't key her
Hidden in the hills
Hollywood appeal?
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
Your life passes by
Your life passes by
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
Your life passes by
Your life passes by
Waterfalls, flow so deep
In my bones
candy on swangs
Box on bop when dey see fly by
Pick up Yung Joc told dem put it in da sky
Cup fulla purple golf fulla green
See a bad bitch and recruit
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