Lyrics:
or 11 slanging by da late
Kept da lemon squeezer on me case I run a Blake
Smokin up dis limoncello lace it 2 da face
Feeling like im superman got me
Verse One: Paula Perry, Masta Ace
One two one two, check it I can't stay home
Gotta take walk down to block to the pay phone
"Do you run?" No, like
niggas think it's close
When they all in 2nd place uh
Day by day
PROJECTCXDY on the stage gone
(Chorus - Project105)
Stop the show and we gone pop it
I'm
freeze, guns aimed at me
And even though I drop my phone it's plain to see
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
It was a 2 month tour that ended in Japan
So the first
me while I'm sleepin, two to the head
While I'm in bed, leakin blood on my satin sheets
Is there a heaven for a baller? I'm gettin suspicious
got a pistol on me
You gon' catch this fade
I been harmed too much
I just be taking them drugs
Bitches hurt me
Now it's my turn to have fun
I be
through Saks
These niggas talking brazy but
They won't brack
Got two pistols on me, know I can't lack
Got free racks on me, I don't gotta' trap
OffWhite
keep a tool on me
I ain't always right, but I never do wrong
Trap bumping, gotta keep a few phones
I want a Presi' but I got a two-tone
Yeah, Nudie
muhfucking house
Eh I'm by the front door
Here about a blond haired bitch named Sisco
She'll do anything for daddy man the bitch go
Tell 'em what the doormat
Shell casings out my 9 flyin’
Through your mama kitchen
Paper we stack it, pistols we pack it
You fuck around
We’ll blow your heart out the
Back of your
mad phone scams
That nigga in the street
Wants to leave a beast for
The freak Armani man
Dosed they pockets with swiftness, relentless
Got sent the hoes
the pistol to her head this is what he said
"Your money and your weed or the bitch is fucking dead!"
Tommy tried to tell em "Yo its at another spot"
Two
I need you to hold on, Kentrell
You gotta carry on and don't fail
They know that I get it on by myself
How it feel? They know that I don't care
sexed on
I was down to two bricks cause i had to get the rest gone
You can find a new lick, i won't let em in the end zone
I just got some new tint,
at night
I keep a blue tip, I don't do the stick and move
Legs in the air, one lick, watch the bitch ooze
Uzi pistol pro, by my side, gift from Lil' Dude
I get a call, 9 in the morning, I'm reaching for the phone
Meech got some work for me, I'm guessing i can tag along
East side, Clinton and kelly, i
Bustin' two fifties, left some resi' on the counter
Phone ringin' off the hook, the cook be ready in an hour, huh (whip, whip, whip)
I said the phone
you 2 face
You fucking with me you catch 2 Ls like a CoolJ
And my niggas balling like blacktop on 2k
Okay my P.O. calling my phone I ain't tryna pick up
Verse 2
I talk that shit need some recognition
Young nigga cool as the air condition
Clean work in a Pyrex and a dirty pistol
Quick to turn a Jackboy
2 times
If I don't succeed with shit, I'm commit some new crimes
I get to this apartment with a 40 in my hand
I got my pistol on me but I hope it
Look at that two tone, look at them blue stones, diamonds dancing in my wrist.
Look at that drop top, nigga that’s mine mine, ain’t no leases on my
One, one night in Rio, (in Rio)
Two, two days in LA (in LA)
We had a short, a short stop in Moscow
But there was no, (no…) no time to stay (to stay,
the dumpsta, lord catch a conquer
Lord don't, pistol play jump up, if ya want ta
This is the unda, buried by yo momma
Not only do I murder mane I also am bomb
Yeah yeah
Yeah dj panda uh
Wait my name is panda tho
Name change!
Less goo!
Hook:
Came from the rags
Tryna get the riches
That girl text my phone
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