Lyrics:
the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones
Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm
Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones
Choppa
a mothafuckin
You're always there at the right time
Album dropping and you sposed to be here nigga
You're always there at the right time
I miss you every fuckin
rehearsal I'm sick
My album is like one long AIDS commercial (yuck!)
I'ma take your worst nightmare
Divide it by fair and multiply it by 9 squared
I'm
breathe better
Bite your lip, so no chitt'-chatter
You're my little yellow cheese, cheddar
No beef but your man fed up
The kind of guy with no caliber
In
along
All I got to do is hit this bong
I'm working hard to the break of dawn
I'm fully grown while you a fawn
Take another hit and I am gone
You're
hot from the back
And she likes to be squeezed and I like to squeeze gats
Got weed, got liquor, got papers
Drive by, finger on a trigger, what's popping
Tricked by my heart with a bluff,
I wish I had one I could trust,
My head and heart rarely cooperate
It felt so good thinking I was in love,
I was
Gucci down to the sock
And my fist on Thanos, way I'm wearing these rocks
Bet a hunnid' I look better than your man by a lot
I ain't hearing no heat, all
income before the wife go come
go past the wonder years enter the doer years
no more struggle with the hustle you’re a spirit says the Bible
its man that
won't break
Playing dirty yeah I'm too sick with the word play
I make words that don't rhyme start rhyming like you're gay
Be on your way I'm a mercy
won't break
Playing dirty yeah I'm too sick with the word play
I make words that don't rhyme start rhyming like you're gay
Be on your way I'm a mercy
leave it to fate
We might have a blast, we might fucking crash
But know we're gonna' laugh, yeah we'll be okay
I see that you're anxious and you're
your sister, rape your sister
Make your sister take it in the face
And if you're facing us, block off a 30 block radius
I throw more blows than boxing
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
you're ignorant
With the Sword of Justice, your throat I'm sticking in
Gossip and scandal, I don't put my lips in it
Grow up, I'm moving like
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
[Hook]
You hear a lot of music, but it's boring
You hear a lot of flows, but don't enjoy 'em
You hear a lot of albums, and you snoring
But
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
fists full of middle fingers, I got no time for high fives
Too rich for a drive-by, pay the pilot on my private jet to keep it low and do a fly-by
Take
the bounds of excess before you see what's next
don't ponder to the extent
You will know when you're not vexed
Some can't handle so they get dropped quick
Off
and realized I don't tell you enough
So, it's the way that you achieved everything they said that you couldn't
The way that you're still you even when nobody
You weren't ready for me to step on stage
It's okay - but it's too late for you to stop me
So be very afraid - I get carried away
By the Snare
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
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