Lyrics:
stay dominate
And stay wicked, and plus we keep it explicit
Abducted by the streets see it's hard to manage
End up on my block saying we the savage
that string
For a hundred and eighty seven bucks and a ring
Till I gave up and said, "Friend, you're gonna have to play by yourself"
Well, he racked
Creep up with the street sweeper, like nigga, I clean this whole place
Slidin' with that mop stick, like a janitor
Catch one of you rap niggas, shoot
On the up and up
Things are on the up and up
Things are looking swell
Things are on the up and up
As far as I can tell
Things are on the up and up
from the clouds in the sky
So I may not have what I desire
But at least I know who I am inside
And we rolling up
Rolling up
Rolling up
Rolling up
Ain't
me 'bout bodies, don't mean I believe you my nigga (know what's up with you)
If you ever seen me runnin', it was prolly off on the plug
She like,
with Denver.
Weakness: God yeah that was so great. Hey but we’re never going to Portland again alright?
Stranger: Straight up.
Weakness: Hey but you
what they call us
Just flash a pretty smile
And I promise they gone holla
Top shelf,
We make our own dollaz
Put your phone on DND
You can chop it up
Girls just wanna have fun, yeah
She clean up her mess when she done, yeah
On tequila every time she come, yeah
Keep that shit on it she might be
What up ma'?
Long time no see, you lookin good like a million off the grind no D
I mean a quick lick
Natural, not even lip stick
That's how you
to promote me, yeah
Gotta bust it open for my nigga Swae Lee
Tell me all your secrets, baby, come clean
You and me tonight and you'll be complete
If they
you’ll get hit
By me, not becausе it’s hot
Put your hand away to put your
Damn Spam in the fridge put it
Brew lots of green fluffy and muffy
And you wanna
ghost as the replacement! (Oh! Ho! Ho!)
There will be no more red suit jolly dope
I could describe the scene by all means but I’ll keep it clean for
bread and butter motherfucker other words I'm on a roll
With the way I'm doubling up what they hear drumming in their ear, my lyrics be out of Control
what the fame mean
I just wanna gain green
All this weed and liquor my system never remain clean
My bitch is wit ah 3 some
She gets to pick me one
it's time to stand up
Glock in my rear, 10 bullets stay tucked
My skin clean, yes I am very handsome
I take your girl and your valuables for my ransom
me
I'm clean like a tooth be
Swerving in lanes I'm high tryna get by
Way too high so I be shy
I don't wanna be that guy but I be fly
Always buzzed so
Posted on the block
I was Choppin up game
Nah we aint the same
I done been through pain
Feel like Vince Carter by the way I hang
Feel like im Keef
schemes
We can pull up in three, yeah I know what I need
I just need me a team, but I'm still a teen
You can call me Mr. Clean how I clean up a beat
And I
in the stu, you get jammed after the club
Set up by ya man after given dap & a hug
Thought that it was real he was really holding a grudge
Move out
gonna make it.. I would made it by now..
Fuck what you thought..
What have you went for ..
Look what you got ..
You can wish all you want..
This
Insecurities inside of myself
Have me not be able to
Picture you with nobody else
I'm caught up between two beautiful women
Who both could clean and play
Their
an AC or windows down
Let's stop by the mall, pick up a thing or two, If you see something you like for free then
Grab it boo
Let's stop by the food court
I'm not talkin' about weed, jewels, & bentleys
I'm talkin' about clean clothes, hot food, and dentyne
See what I mean livin' with the scum
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