Lyrics:
Glock on me, made him step back like he Kyrie
She like, "Boy, you dripping
All Gucci?", bitch, i might be
Supreme balaclava, Goose coat
I'm a hypebeast
connections everywhere bluetooth I got B with me and he yellin' hoot hoot
You can't waste my time clock it keep ticking it never rewind
That's why I choose
your peephole
Don't wanna be a friend I don't like people
Fuck with me your movie won't have a sequel
Underworld throw up the bat
She like the way that I
A person to be so cruel
This has got to stop
Stop how dare you challenge me?
Little freak from the woods
Do really think you could beat me?
Get on your
See there's these particular type of women that just have that spice about em
You feel meh!
I'm like Wait hol up what you do
I'm stuck to ya vibes
a badman wan take confession
I got a thing for your front den your backside
What's your name baby girl u need a sharp guy
When I look at you all I see is
til' forever
Doubt it's gonna be for light-years there's no celebration you're the lamb they slaughtered
Use your heart as a stepping stone there's no
this dance
When it ends they'll clap their hands
But in this moment it's the last chance
To see her spin around the room
Like ring around the Rosie
the God of the ages
Your Spirit spoke to Abram
To leave all He had known
A promise that would be fulfilled
A covenant of old
The prophets spoke of Your
call the shots, all I see is red
This a bop, she gone play this shit, I know they hate to hear it
I'm turnt up on some different shit
I bossed up on my
person out there’s entitled to their opinion
I try to be a hero, but you’re out here playing villain
I could see you walking and I might shoot you
the back door jiggety-jack quick
See if you'll be getting out of this jammeny slick
You better move on they're gaining on your ass
Pick it up get it going
c'era
Colpa di chi mi ha abbandonato
Questo lo devo ai miei fra mamma e papà
Parliamo di sudore impegno semplicità
Non conta quanto corri conta arrivare
mean Me and talent parted
But there's no way that I miss it like Curry, James and Harden
See it don't matter if my raps go through a rode or scarlet
that's dadication
How you getting your papers
Shawty this a simple equation
On the block we racing
Got me a samsung with no lo
Now we making p's
Hoes be
Well, see I met this young nigga(Oh)
SRT, just might ride with him
Yes, I got money but he got figures
He got good taste, I might just lick him
See
Well, see I met this young nigga(oh)
SRT, just might ride with him
Yes, I got money but he got figures
He got good taste, I might just lick him
See
a mi yuh rather
Kake long like alligator yuh feel the pressure
Look inna mi pants yuh see the treasure yuh see di ladder
Squeeze yuh neck fi mek u wetter
the shit that I be on
Cause even in trying times, I will not conform
So, no apologies and fuck it if you don't like it
My work ethic is epic you feel it when
think I'm stuck
Pray I make it home
And don't throw up
Just another day searching for your love
My heart was cold
Shit got old
When I look at you I see
that for
Make me rage smash my guitar onna oops grave
Pigs wanna see me locked in a cage
All out the roof treat spot like stage
Special appearance made I
waves
My friends say I'm acting strange
Glad they see I'm trying to change
Trying to grow and flip the page yuh
Everyday I think
How can I explain
That we
You snuck up on me
Right up on me
Cant blame me for it
Blame me for it
Its hard to see it
I cant see it
Secrets move that way
They always do
If i go
see what I had seen
My money so tall it's Yao Ming
When I pull up you niggas gone vanish
Want you some clout I'm gone give you a name
I got so much
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