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and killers
So dont you get ya life jacked
With zicario niggas
So you know when they strapped
Bitch I'm from Houston lil nigga know how we stepping
All white

and all these N****s tryna lil bro me
N****s see me goin' up, and all the fake love They tryna show me
N****s talkin' like we been locked in, man, Most

everybody got they blick
Throw an diss, turn into boosie, set it off up in this bitch
Steady dissin' for some clout, now y'all finna make me mad
Made

like Lil' Boosie
She gave me that brain and
Threw me that coochie
I throw a lil' money, she shakin' her booty
I wearin' all Prada, she wearin' the Coogi

niggas slide 
And I ain't talking bout Toosie 

Niggas bucking on the live 
They entertaining like Boosie 

I ain't NO PICKS for real 
Niggas lucky like

talking money you could pipe down
Lil dusty nigga now i be lil boosie with the wipe down
And 20 20 vision got my future lookin bright now
Throw a patek up

gone that I know
Hoochie, Moo, and Lil Joe
I just did a nickel
Around my way we don't play boy
Extension and AR's
Ivy and my fucking daddy
They in

tell me why
Lord please tell me why
They wanna see a young brotha Down Bad
Yea
Man my blood pump just like any Others
Dont ever judge my book by its

live fake, make money
Then they lose it
My back against the wall thats
Why I feel Lil Boosie
I’m in the beach house with your main bitch
Choosin’ and I

remember me? (So Icy)
Remember me from TV? Turnin' on yo' TV (ha)
Hip-hop police, say they lookin' after me (no)
How you lookin' after me? You know I had

trying to get it i been on my grind
Now the game over so they want they rounds
You can holler that its up better know how we get down
I'd hate to point you

me how work is, ask me how my music is
I'm tired of it

Up late with the zombies, they will never confine me
Love to say that I'm lying
New year, I got

Hi-Tech, reds, and MGP, we mixin' juices
When the opps see me, they're scared
They tryna plea and coppin' deuces
Exotic tree, Obama runs, my traphouse

the duffle
Choppers in the Sprinter Van bust a nigga bubble
They say I'm all alone, I see they in a group
But, this lil' cube on the back'll break up

dropping grease innis bitch get a fry
Ion take no advice they be telling me lies
I ain made Billboard yet but I'm built for it bitch
You can tell by the look

running ain't no fuckin discussion
Look in they eyes empty that clip yea I find that shit funny yuh
Callin me metro the way I be boomin
Callin me boosie

niggas rising
Or whatever Cole said like Colin I’m riding
Lil baby wipe me down
Got me feeling Boosie
Oh they hate when I’m around
New girl so boujee
Imma

Let's get it, let's start off by sayin' I might be fuckin' your bitch like a thief in the night
All of these hoes be sayin' they love me, but

roachin', get stomped like some doobies
These hoes be some groupies, they watch me like Tubi
I be with Lil Moody like Shaggy and Scooby
My goonies all looney,

hoe, I want nothing but neck
Lil hoe aint no good if she cant get a check
Cuz bitch where im from, they be dying bout that
They gon yea for money

get it in
Boosie Badazz, Rich Homie, we out
Of here again, again, again
Bitches ain't shit, they ain't loyal
They'll fuck you and fuck your partner
Then

hard? Why they put
Wayne head all on my shirt?
I'm riding on 26 plus 4's, free Lil' Turk
He just caught 30
That shit'll make me go berserk
Punchline, I

leave yo' house knowing you ain't got yo pipe
All this lil niggas clowns they just looking for a lil hype
Uh
Yeah uh
They just looking for a lil hype
I

okay)
Flex on ex is all I do (All I do)
I'm the man, boy who are you? (Boy who are you?)
Lil' niggas keep they number 2's (They number 2)
'Cause I teach