Lyrics:
got a problem I'm picking you up
Hopped on a jet i'll be back by tomorrow, hop in the back of the coupe with the stars
You ain't like them bitches you
suppressed by all this world all around me
No you don't know that feeling
What it feel like with everybody
Plus ya momma saying fuck you
Can't control you so
Over they heads they ain't gon get all the lines
But it's cool do your research
That's by design
And I ain't doing what the trends say
Master class in
Y.K.W.T.F.G.O.
By: Luvinnia Flowers
I'm just trynna u know u know
Shit
Do I gotta say dat shit man
u know what da fuck goin on shawty
You know
in a drought, I'll make it out this town
Kickin down doors, crash your party unannounced
Counted out by eye shapes and last names
cmerican bombs that
want to come to me now
I'm by myself, ridin' solo with that yok in my lap
In this town you got niggas that jack for shit and get snapped
You can tell
just wanted to kiss her.
I'm so afraid of losing you, and I don't even know you, at all.
We sat by the water's edge
And talked about video games
a reflex
Inspired by the best, that's my flow (Yah)
Don't do it like the rest, just going to grow
My own content, my own way (My way)
Never give a fuck
a house on the hills by the city
Shit will be quiet that shit won't be busy
It used to be hundred bags into the millies
And all of the likes and the posts
in check bro
Barely on my jack jones
Im with jack so we're getting to the bank roll
Bank roll
You could pass by, see me through the window
We It
Everyday I Gotta Win
I'm Feel Like I'm Chosen
You People Really Bogus
Young Nigga Now that I'm Heartless
I Don't Show Emotion
Run up the game
love no thotties don't call my phone
Bitch, I'ma quipped with it, you will get tricked in it
Slimey ass game, I watched fuck niggas slip in it
You better
the place where I sleep b
Havent rest is 95, I'm not sleepy
I'm at the Heat Game, South Beach, Miami
I'm what they can't be, they sweet like some candy
You
It's something like magic
The way I put together these lines
The streets gon feel me
Not a day I let go by
I gotta
Turn the music up
Feel the bass from
ain't reaching my height
Trust me
Shorty calling wanna fuck me
Tell me why your girlfriend wanna cuff me
I saw her new man disgusting
On top of the game
starting to see the perks
Of doing that shit of course I'm very smart like a dork
So I'll know when you talk shit it me I'll tell by your body language
My
We in dis bitch 30 deep taking the roof off
Got the game by the neck in a noose trynna get loose dawg
This ain't no spoof huh they unsure what to do
this wicked game you play
Move on from ya childish ways
But if im to tell the truth it was probably bloom youth
Cause you had my head spinning like it
Cause think
That ya gotta flee somehow
I'm not the one
To run & hide
Got hella pride
Look the definition up
And my face
Right by it
But All dez
Mental
get it let me get it/love your body features/let me get it let me get it/love your body features
Heard you got a friend/she know me by name/ said she
that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabbana
She feed them foolish fantasies
They pay her, 'cause they want her
I spit a little G, man, and my game
the game is rigged the refs don’t ever make the proper call,
Still i’m in the gym above the rim because i gotta ball,
I’m gon get em pissed, i get em sick go
suffocated
Now he needs some space but he's thinking about constellations
Inspired by the teachers cause they never thought he'd find a way
Not to mention
Get it by any means but I’m not Kevin gates
Everybody at at the table got a plate
Was moving dirty had to get a clean slate
I might fuck... (Yeah) I
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