Lyrics:
Yeah (I-I-I)
Lil Uzi, woah (I-I-I)
Shit, turn the fuck up in this bitch (I-I-I-I'm working on dying)
It's Lil Uzi in this bitch (BNYX)
Yeah,
with 'em
All these Ms in the bank, I don't feel richer
I'ma step up in that way since a lil' nigga
Another body get dropped, I don't feel different
Load up the Drac'
Fuck it, I'm makin' 'em pay
It's however niggas wan' take it (ayy)
I'm havin' my way
'Set out here havin' his way
Qua' out
Matter fact lil homie go and be up on yo pads
Show em how we get our ball on beat up on yo pads
Beat up on yo pads, come on lil homie go on beat up yo
on the edge of Costa Rica
Put one of em lil' flowers in your hair have you looking like a fly mamacita (Fuego)
Cause you look so good
You make me wanna spend it
talkin' crazy, we gon' hit em' with the tec
Niggas talkin' crazy, we gon' hit em' with the Johnson's
Niggas talkin' crazy, ball like Johnson's Pull up
behavin' like they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me and Ty, we gonna make sum cash
forgot, everyday in the ghetto,
We start em' off ending with hit em' up out with a pen and pad hit me led now
Kick it
Nigga roll wit Bone up into
niggas)
A couple quarter ki's and a hunnid P's (frrt, frrt)
Say he grew up on that Gotti and that Boosie and that Jeezy (and that Jeezy)
Self-made
sentence, I got 'em mad as fuck (yeah)
This for my bros in the chain gang, I'm 'bout to pipe it up
Ayy, free Cold World Tay, tell Lil Pokie that it's up
Boosie Bad Ass, Ima send this maw'fucker right here
To all my niggas out there gettin bank rolls putcha mothafuckin hands up
Bank roll after bank
Light one for a real nigga
Smoke one for a real nigga
Let's talk about real niggas
Since we always talkin' 'bout hoes
Talk to 'em
Pimp C was a real
boosie
(callin me)come here boosie (callin me] gon get me in trouble... pussi 7x's
LYRICS FROM : Bertrell Reid(Mrs.Torrence Lil Boosie Hatch)
Thank You
the freezer
Jump with the Mac in the back of the Jeep
Sweep them niggas clean (roo!)
Hit em with a magazine
Make your sneakers lean (roo!)
Cadillac diamond
the fuck
Muthafucka could be located nigga could be touched
I'll stab ya ass up
And its up by the cut
I keep my rees(reeboks) strapped on tight
My
like water
You want 'em? I got 'em drippin' like water
Narcotic this window meth merchant
Shippin' and handlin' your life supply
Time to get up and wipe
to hit the club, throw on my ice
Anyone get wronged, put 'em on ice
10 Bottles of the Ace, sittin' on ice
Actavis with Jolly Ranchers, pour it over ice
(Uh-huh) (turn it up)
Mmm
Let me talk to 'em
Let me talk to 'em
Let it rain
Mmm
Let me talk to 'em
Come on
Shawty had them Apple Bottom
the bitch I want, her pussy dookie (yeah, yeah)
Like fuck 'em all, let's set it off, I feel like Boosie (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Feel like I'm whispering,
that water
Sipping on that Fiji
When I smoke doja
Put you in a coma
Test us, you don't want it
Pull up in the Polars
Bullets aiming on ya
Riding
about how they did me
Yeah
Everybody 'cept for Boosie, 50 Cent and Dave Chapelle
Ain't none of them niggas I helped get 'em Billboard helped me out
Fresh Prince:]
In the place to be
DJ Jazzy Jeff and yours truly the Fresh Prince
Ay Jeff, do me a favor, give em just a lil' TOUCH of the bass
[Chorus:]
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
If you ain't from round here dog
'em low, hit 'em low
If I hit 'em high, hit 'em high, hit 'em high
And you hit 'em low, hit 'em low, hit 'em low
Yo, God bless
Pick up your chest
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