Lyrics:
Bitch I'm smoking on Ray, Allen
Boy you all talk, Jimmy Fallon
Got a three liter faygo, pour a gallon
Throwing bullets like I'm Josh Allen
If they saw me
worship all the ground you step on
Drugs done got them knocked that's why we slept on
Be my main thing, have me through the grit and grain
Good neighbor was
playin' shotgun
Like, I used to serve that bitch, c'mon
Really really good
I mean and you gotta shirt and tie
You wack ass nigga
Wack niggasi don't even
neighbors will have notes on the door asking for volume control, but we won’t listen at all.
Well sometimes we can be so bad, and sometimes we’re so good
gang and I would die by COB
Got them bitches like Big Meech I'm on my feet, no time to sleep
Been stabbed in the back by niggas that I love, but they
My friends always starting frenzies
Looking good for no damn reason
They be fuzzy like Wuzzy
And then go freezing
Like the seasons
I’m best a bee
brothers, all my sisters, and my neighbors keep me afloat
Rain pours, mud slides, dust settles, good people don’t
I ain’t never seen the river high like that
with one bitch, leave with two
By myself at the top like cocoon
When I'm in the coupe I feel like a cocoon
Designer gifts red bottoms baboon
We
you to stop by
And I can't wait
I need you to fall through
And you won't be upset
And I can't wait
I know you getting your money But I'm soaking wet
ass so try me
Like Mutombo you can't get shit by me
Send you to ER son with broke
Ankles like Allen IV hehe
Hold that thought for a minute
show
Yo, I hit a right, dey hit a right
I hit da gas and leave dey ass bout 4 or 5 lights
Gettin followed by dese bougie broads, because dey like da car
That herb is a goddamn good friend
Uh huh, uh huh
Herb is a goddamn good friend
Uh huh, uh huh
Came by just to say hi again
Uh huh, uh huh
Herb is
(I'm not good at playing pong)
At this party that I'm at
(I'm okay at pool though I guess)
No, I guess I'm spying on the neighbors
Spying
Because it clean and ready so fill it up
Even if it is ah spiff ghetto youth so build it up
The whole world like it, so watch you grill it up
Good sets
just loved having the dog all the neighbors recognized
They’d yell “good dude”
Good good dude
Name meant as a joke
Became the name you grew into
Good
moment, but see we so competitive
Gubana made the level, and I never missed a supper
But still my hunger's like a fucking model at a buffet
I'm with these
The Girl
Kick The Can & Hide The Belt yy
This Was Like Nothing Else
She Said I’m Telling Yo Mama
Then Would Smack Me Run
She Use To Tell Me To Quit
But
While we are on the subject of hard work
I just wanted to say you that, "I always was a man who likes hard work"
I was born working and I worked my
skinner as you agent
He started on mild steeds exploring ain't he
Simply by shooting all his neighbors and made the front page in all the papers
you'd call a blushing flower
As a matter of fact she rented by the hour
The day she died the neighbors
Came to snicker
"Well, that's what comes from
what you'd call a blushing flower
As a matter of fact she rented by the hour.
The day she died the neighbors came to snicker:
Well, that's what
you'd call a blushing flower
As a matter of fact she rented by the hour
The day she died the neighbors
Came to snicker
"Well, that's what comes from
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
sheets
I inherit super blood
Hey good buddy, let's murder my neighbor
I don't care what happens, I'm already a failure
Last night runner up, poisoned by
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