Lyrics:
N***as crying bout don't push me
Ain't no fucking killers
N***as pushed me to my limit
Ain't no Percy Miller
No more free features N***a bouta monetize
Wizard of Oz
Uni, uni, unicorn
(Atl Jacob)
Unicorn
Yeah
Gave the Philippe to that lil' bitty bitch
And I made her a monster (made her
bang
One thang n***as get around me and they tuck chains
With 30 in that b***h its guaranteed to bust brains
Posted at the spot wit some m**********n
old-folk be starin'
Patin' me down, searchin' the clothes that I'm wearin'
We gon' act a ass (push my glock up in the grass)
We gon' do the fool (we'll
down
I said push just to air it out i roll the window down, Push up just to air it out i roll the windows down
Push up on yo hoe took that bitch man she
'bout to set the record straight
With my AK, I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Motherfucker, I hit 'em up
I'm from N-E-W Jers'
Where plenty
pay up and it's all there (uh huh)
Came a long way from that Woodlawn Park
Now young Aminé pushin' push to start
Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil
style, told them niggas get at me yeah, I'm flashy, yeah, I'm flashy
Them niggas ain't talkin', told them niggas get at me
Nigga, I'm flashy, H-U-N-C-H
a quarter-pounder, threw the pickles on my rug
Runnin', movin' tabs expired
Girlies tryin' to dis 'n say my car looks tired
Hit my brakes, out slid skittles
Tinted
a minute while I freak ya sister,
Push the pista,
Up against her,
No offensta, but this pimpin' mista.
Roll ya fist up, or hold ya Crist up,
Light that
sonic, probably sippin' gin and tonic
You lil' boys is hooked on phonics, Gucci hooked on chronic sonny
Kush is my cologne, gone on that stupid strong
Party
It's what you choose.
Wild and wicked, you abuse
Well fuck it
No need to heed
The hell with caution increase the speed
Push it
Impress
and Prince was the killer
Remember, he used to push the bulletproof BM, uh huh
This here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped shit
The roll with Easy Rider
or focus yea, bitch don't push me the edge
No way
That bitch wanna play OK
Run up the bag on me
Feel like a young Ghandi
I told her it's fuck police
New
money bag
You can push it, you can push it
Bring it to me by the 4th
You don't want flak
Flip that bag
Keep it on track
Flip that bag
Get a lil bat
Flip
Dear Bobby, when I met you
I was just a young boy,
your words, your mind,
was the push that I need
Your fight for the justice,
freedom n right
the stinking hoe
Push that bitch 6 under zero
Who to roll mile though for Chicago
Kicking down the door wid the rodeo
see-O-N-flict trigger happy got the bomb
Up
do bad by myself
Nah nah, don't push, don't push me
Nah nah, don't push
I can do bad by myself
I can do bad by myself
I can do bad by myself
I can do
necks and legs
I'm closed to the end
So push me, we magic like hocus
We be fallin' up like oh s***
Some s***, that you won't see
Some s*** that you
H u n c h o o
I called up little bro I told to push up seen youngin slide on a scooter
This shit can get scary but I'm not worried got to live like
know that I'm gunning,
Laff about the doe but really ain't nothing funny,
Getting rich in a rush, Yeah you know us,
We the Usual Suspectsss,
The real
to push keys N**** That's piano
I just pull the strings while u B****** play the banjo
Level up no mo working out of Bandos
Just hit my dog... got to fly
push on my own, I get it
A young n***a don't wanna fit in
Lose some, win some
Forget it lil n***a, I win more
Do something, get paid something
I got it
Let Me look in f*****g side, If I put you in the passenger seat is you f*****g ride
If you pull that trigger shoot that n***a is he gone f*****g die
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