Lyrics:
you let go
Fuck what you know
We lost in our zone
On me I've been known
To press a firm line
Ain't nobody give me shit
I had to earn mine
Rider
calling, know it's time to collect
You broke boy, you ain't moving correct
Flew to Cali and I met the connect
The threes told me where they get it the best
gotta let her be
I'ma let her be by herself in peace
But five years from now I bet she see
When the club gets played
The things you crave are no
handcuffs, I wear APs
Take off my watch, let my wrist breathe
We been gettin' money and we been thuggin' since we was young boys
Now look at me, I just
tell em about me
Nigga never stopping
All you is copy
A nigga
Never flopping
Straight out from the boat
Fucking with a goat
Turn into a ghost
Choke up
love the criticism
But understand im successful by own admission
I never had isssh
But a bad bitch
Na let me stop lying most em were average
If
What did I tell em?
You can't get in class,
You too fucking trash
Wait
You not on the list, I can't let you pass
Little incel boy, and he's acting like I
Ain't knowin' what I've been big boy through
Let me give y'all a big boy clue
Came from nothin' to them big boy views
Probably 'cause I stay big boy true
show
I let it go if you get money
Then you know just what I'm talking 'bout
Yeah all this money got me feelin' bold
And niggas staring like they scared
on the crazy things you do,
I'm jealous of every guy that
Looks at you
[Chorus]
So tell me,
Could you love a boy like me like me
Tell me could you love
jus have a lil play date
Bring da squad i could pop ya boy
Ima have em sendin out da mayday
Money coming they cant stop me boy
Like every minute b
still struggling
Hit from the back
Ass on fat
Shit was bubbly
Know dem pussies by the way that done
Stole from me
Wanna kill em all
Won't let em take
holla at Koalas
I keep that nine on me, Ala Iguodala
We can get it jumpin like the drolics on Impala
I feel like Neno lettin em rock wallas off
son
You know how we livin'
B's up, we do this shit for the-, you understand me?
Big money shit, blatt
Quail Drive, Choppa Boy comin' out the top
a ladder
Bullet all up in your kidney and your bladder
You don't get pussy, ouy you just a wanker ha ha
Tell me sunny, you wanna rob me for money
My Bloccs
at
The hardest work I ever done was, when I was tryin'
To get myself a worried woman to help ease my worried mind
I'm gonna tell ya just how much work I had to do
(yeah)
All white Maybach, white outfit
Like the milk man (Oh)
Niggas talkin’ like they bulletproof
Tell em’ holla at me when they heal, then
(Aye) this
a friend, shit the more the merry
I say lets have a slumber party, now they draws confetti
You know they say, what goes up, must come down
Tell em if my dick
Man I tell you what. Rappers today...
All they do is mumble on and on about
Some molly, lean, xanny's
It's like them drugs made em'
Lose all they
loves me, so when I ain't around they ask for me
I buckle up to kick rap like a crash dummy
For the fast money, I get up in that ass money
The fact you
buy em a pug
Know I'm not a thug tell his bitch to get bck I'm not accepting hugs
Sing em a Lola bye get that boy
Outta here under the rug
Goofy Im
my nigga get paroled
I was setting prices low niggas let it get cold
Now you can't shop with Me cuz I broke the stove
Now it's time to stack this paper
Mmm mmm mmm mm mmm
In the Marquee bring the folks
Gotta let em all flow
In the Marquee bring the folks
Gotta let em all flow
Marquee Marquee
up, now's your chance
It's time to get up on your feet and dance
Woo
Anybody wanna be like us?
Everybody wanna be like us
Hey
All the boys from
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