Lyrics:
You're a Genius, McFly
AI
It's the Carter's son
The Carter's
Turn me up a lil'
Picture me, new 3D denim, I'm city rollin' (rollin')
But did I
you go down, I'm goin' down too
It's a good thing we're each other's kinda crazy
Ain't no judgment or keepin' score
If you rob a bank, I'm your
niggas lame with a
Lil' fame on Instagram i do my thing
I'm about to make you niggas flame
Ain't holding back no more
I'm finna make you feel my rage
Nigga
It's that EVOL, ah
You understand me?
I bagged this bad bitch, it was nothing to get her
You want a whole brick? Oh it's nothing to get 'em
Oh,
Lex truck nothing in my click ain't hey
Everybody here was fucked when they heard 'bout the deal
Cash money hot boyz sound for thirty mill
Already
somethin'
(I'ma rob me some niggaz)
Plus I'm out of dope, you know gotta try somethin'
You can do what ya do to keep ya ass in
It's CB and mane I ain't
at? In the middle, yup
Mommy, if you got a fat ass, make it jiggle, yup
Put it in my next video shot by Little X
And M-E-F gon' work 'til their ain't
give us a chance.
Christ! You know it ain't easy,
You know how hard it can be.
The way things are going,
They're going to crucify me.
Finally made
stop
(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon'
showing niggas her rings
I said bitch, I ain't impressed with that
Why the fuck is every briefcase short by at least ten stacks
We had a mil' in each
cuz
Outta town niggas watchin', wrong words get you sprayed, cuz
This shit for real, this ain't for play cuz
Lil' homies bustin' missions, ain't
I can say his name 'cause he ain't dead (Wooski)
How you let a nigga vouch for you who just got out the feds?
Sneaking pics by Von mural like lil
everyday
Trying to walk away from a life of sorrow
It's a struggle everyday
Trying not to rob G's, still I borrow
Streets, I ain't no longer on it
Consumption
Ain't gonna find me here
Consumption
Ain't gonna find me here
I'm gonna find me a place where there ain't no nothing no feel
(Aye call lil homie to the stage the one got that Color Money)
Trappin for the color money
Make it happen for the color money
305 nigga
You know
chivalry
It's about dope lyrics and delivery
It's about my persona ain't nothing like a man that can do what he wanna
Ain't nothing like man on that you knew
low
I do a verse, you know my prices ain't, low
Lil' momma know I like my kisses down low
I'm Lil Bibby, Mr. Everything-For-The-Low
Mr.
need the W by any means, yadada
Yadada mean, tell that lil' bitch that I'm outta her league
Enough is enough, and I think I'm allergic to suckers
You
shit is real? (Uh)
And I ain't really never gave a fuck how niggas feel (what?)
Rob and I steal, not 'cause I want to, 'cause I have to
And don't make
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
why
You like playin' mind games with me (mind games? what? oh, Lord)
Bitch, I ain't slow nor ditsy, I know when you bein' distant
I know when you
morning
There ain't nothing can harm you
With daddy and mammy
Standing by
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
And you'll spread
It's a sure fire cure for the blues
Hey you ain't got nothing to lose
Come along with me
To the Peach County Jamboree
Well all you gotta do is say
I'm Lil Tay-K, I don't think you want no action
You want action, you get turned into past tense
Your boys deep? Well let's get to subtractin'
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