Lyrics:
can't wait, I'll go Great Bank on a blank tape
Lost like Spigg Nice, stick you for your thick ice
Good to hit twice 'fore you catch me usin' trick dice
up with my pace, yet i'm not in a race
Baby flinging shit around, rangy tangy
Lately, acting all crazy, brain spacey
With the stick, papers mainly,
cutthroat like that, nigga, I got it out the mud
That's on gang
(Keise On Da Track)
MO-motherfuckin'-3
Down by the river (that river)
That's where I
devilish
In my element
What’s good
I’m home
This the recipe
Ever since I went by Cabrone
My niggas know it
Stick to my focus
My words embody actions
of where I'm repping
Young Z Berg turned from a nerd to a felon
How much the gram worth we'll it depends o what you're selling
Used to stick to crowds
Now
men won't believe
She eats beef jerkey by the ton
And stares directly at the sun
She's more of a man then I'll ever be
It's plain to see
She put the he
like Tony
And I ain't had to ask for shit, I ran it up by my lonely
The Glocks they come with thirty sticks, for me to split my opponent
Spin on that
eyes red
That's beast mode
New hoes, I keep those, bad
Bitch by the week, oh
It's on, it's on to the next ho
I pray to God that she deep throat
I ain't
hospitals
Get with brothas down for the cause givin it all they got
But every brother ain't a brother (word), fuck around and get shot
By these black kings
tell no lies
Akuein got ducked by a few of the guys
Don't chat bout the things we've done
Your man got ducked,can't rap bout lies
down for the cause givin' it all they got
But every brother ain't a brother (word), fuck around and get shot
By these black kings that pack gatlings
opinions
Now I'm in the position that
I don't wanna be in shit
I never had no beef with you corny son of a bitches
But now this shit is broke and you
up with shells when it come to beef
We dumping shells, no Saved By The Bell, but my tires screech
Watch out for 12, 'cause we hot as hell, let's make
that
You know where im at
Know where im at
You dont got to ask
Dont got to ask
Naw
I stay with a strap
Stay with a Strap
Stick
Nigga dont ride too
Please don’t make yourself a target
Whoaaaa I’m the man
Back by high demand
Got these racks up in my pants
It’s like battle of the bands
We don’t beef
Let me tell you who suck, like banana Now or Laters
Blac Chyna head the bomb, al-Qaeda
Listen, you want beef I'll cater
Game snap on everything he
I got bands, blue strips
Got the shit by the boat load
Yo bitch she wanna be my hoe
Brodie gotta let her go
I would never tell my bro's
Keepin' this
company's in tha fog
Simon say you'll neva see the streets again
And if homies catch you slippin there gonna stick in
'cause, nigga, I'm trippin right now
We
smoke I'm not staging no beef
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words will never hurt me
I was in my bag before I hopped up in my Birkin
Now I'm
Wild flowers n gravel pit towers,
Pecan-smoke 2 meat barbecue.
Shotgun shack by the roadside,
Blacktop Texas is everything it will be.
Loop road
boys on my pan am frying
First things first, fuck that beef I'm rare
Switching a stick and coping a fleet, it's landing by the air, better prepare,
wanna Sue
I Got Alot Of Scoons
Your Beef Aint Nothing New
I pull Up In A Coupe
Same Color As a Suit
And I Aint Got On A Suit
I Pull Up Blossom Blue
My Rim
"Can't ya diggit Honey?"
"Rated XXX"
For the ladies one hundred and ninety five pounds of beef
Chinky eyes curly hair and gold teeth
bitch
I was selling bags bitch I'm trying to get rich
I got rich
You don't want no beef cuz I got hella sticks
And I'm hella lit
And I'm hella lit
I
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