Lyrics:
cliqued up"
Oh yeah? Puto want to
Squabble with mi barrio?
Oh, yeah? Tell 'em they can
Run it for the cardio
Oh, yeah? Everythin' is everythin'
It's
to get fierce on me, I think it's time I tell them about themselves
Yo just give it to them safari sytle
Well, well, well it's L.A
The T.I
you my whole wide world
Back it up all night long
Kilode to fe shay mi bayi Jo mai lo
No doubt if I tell you say I want am more
You need a boy just call
I don't know what these niggas speakin' off
I don't know what these niggas trippin' on
Don't touch my niggas I suggest you don't
Boy if you do you
a charge if you tell em you don't know the plug
My shooter need no introduction, he already know what's up
Nigga get the fuck off your ass, you gon' blow
Fresh the OG, now it's a G.O.
Got the squad in this bitch case it pop off
Fresh, can you please tell these niggas I've been rich since the Hot Boys
Bad
sun comes, me I was raised by wolves
Stay official, sign the dotted line
You're superficial, unoriginal
It's been a minute but the boys back widdit'
right left right hoo
Left right left right left right hoo
Oh no, here they go go
Them boys sold out no promo
Tell me give em 2 years it'll go cold
by forensics
Half of you niggas rhyming transgenic
You sure got 'em questioning how you meant it
I transcend, forever monumented
Not even Netflix
niggas gon' wake the man that's within
Boy by your looks I can tell you cappin'
Boy by your looks I can tell you a pussy
Thought it was soft then he saw
It's a death trap some losing lives some, losing vibes don't nobody wanna be on the losing side
Spikes in suicides mental health not helped by Gucci
diamonds is real
Showed 'em how to shine by they selves
You need a cosign for your health
I need that bitch to grind on my belt
I know you need to try
the curtains (lay back)
Walk in the room, I could tell she was thirsty (I could tell)
Fuck on the Perc' and get nothin' but a burger (ooh)
You catch a slugga,
can tell when I open my mouth
I bet nobody got mo' princess cut teeth, than the Boss
Open your mouth up you lost, I'm blinding these boys
I'm joining
dismissed
Yeah Dingaling look at my bling
Hey come up here we gone give you a deer
I'm a read your Christmas list and give you a kiss
Just tell me who is
the troop
I told em jay got snatched
The dowen boys got connects on silencers for gats
Bring me four, meet me by jay mom's crib
I'll be there in ten, it's
riding in my two door, running from cops, I'm by my lonely
You see how I shine, boy just tell me how bad you want it
I'm like go and get that sack
Go
fuck with them other niggas
Have 'em wonderin' where all they 100s went
I put that shit in my wallet, bitch
My Gucci gon' fuck 'round and swallow it
Come on, come on now
I don't think they heard you
Tell 'em one more time
[Chorus - 2X]
[P. Diddy - talking behind Chorus]
Yeah, what's the name
Bad
you knew what I knew‚ boy
You wouldn't try me
Price on your head, boy‚ go get that body
Let's get to that money
Let's get to this money
These all dirty
even know how to tell time
Look at our time
Cause the watch say bust down and
The whole band is drumline
Me and my nigga, Rozay that's my nigga
D-Boy
a "tollie" to say that they bully
I don't really think that they hard...
Like I was a joke
They do the most
An I tell em its only the start
Yeeh
I I gotta
Boogie
Life is amazin', it is what it should be
Been here for ten but I feel like a rookie
I tell her, "Look up," 'cause it's snowin' in Tootsie's
pussy when it's serious
(That boy Rob Lucci
He turn pussy when it's serious)
I don't wear Gucci, Nike on me
Hope they hearin' this
(I don't wear Gucci
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