Lyrics:
that to the mothafucka show me deaf
Golf Wang, nigga, Free Earl better show some motherfuckin' respect
All this ice around my neck, all this ice around
I never had a chance with this rope around my neck
Burn your names into my skin
I never had a chance with this fucking rope around my neck
Death
crying about my problems ain't gonna
Get me out this mess
Ride around playing Scarface
I'm a hard case i want to die
But I'm scared of looking in God's
on me
Coming for me, she hungry for me
Im walking around with a 100 on me
Yeh i can flood out the whole gang, throw a lil some to my team
Im in
nigga, Free Earl better show some motherfuckin' respect
All this ice around my neck, all this ice around my dick
Gun to her head make your bitch massage my
Whoa
All this money comin' fast, I can't find nowhere to stash it
Lil' mama ass fat, huh, I can't wait to smash it
Chokers on my neck boy, yeah
This guilt hangs around your neck like portraits on walls
I swear I can't recall the last time I saw you smile, it's been a while
Run away
Cause
from the river dump his body in the yard (Amen)
Note around his neck saying get right with the Lord (Amen)
Note around his neck saying get right with
out my dime house
Whip a hundred bricks just like a hundred load
I got two hundred bitches fucking in a bungalow
I got two sisters doing shit that
You-spend-all-of-your time
Organizing your beliefs
I don't care if you don't wear a symbol around you neck
A symbol of me
Godlike godlike
You want
thats RBB
I got the Drake aint Joshin around
Hoop with the pros and get caught outta bounds
Any occasion them 100s peeking out half-way they look like
a hundred
On her ass (on her ass)
Keep a chain on my neck
So you can tug at it (tug at it)
Pull it down, take it off
Put my tongue on it (brrrr)
Move your
I'm the king, I'm running everything within 100 miles
I know you heard I ain't no turtle nigga, I'm a crocodile
I was born by the river, livin' with
and a 100 hoes with us
That wanna roll with us
BET awards show with us
It's Compton's bad boy
Got my main bitch with me
And she get them white bars out
I don't give a fuck whether I live or die
I'm a paint this world a portrait of my mind
Show 'em, if they deny it blow 'em
Past me the iron let
I show you how to do this youngin
How you want it my sneaks is nine hundred
These ain't Gucci baby these is the Louis
In the kitchen with the white
you doin'?
(What you doin'?)
Gettin' to it (Gettin' to it)
Pull up to the club
It's time to make a movie
(Time to make a movie)
Water on my neck, it
like a kite by the hour
Hate nine one one but I missed the twin towers
Popped on a cop because I'm not a coward (aye)
Around my way
Around my way
Around
to change my mind
I'm gone
Lost in the crowd
Blunts and bottles keep tossin' around
Feel like both feet off of the groud
It's 100 different ways we
Could
when it's time to rock
I speak out - my voicebox peak out at a hundred watts
Who wanna cipher, I get dumb
Word to my mother, the Father, the Holy Ghost
(Even though I wanna see
How you put that thang on me
I can't let you, the best of me)
(Lips are telling me yes, yes
Kissin' on my neck, neck
It's about twenty-k in my Bathing Ape shorts
I run it up when them bags hit the porch
Had a plug I used to meet at the port
VVS on my neck bitch I
Telly pieces
Wearin' my fuckin' dick around they neck like Kelly leashes
My boys & me is poison we don't get along equal
Fight each other like
"Flushed and In Bloom"
By Marcus cmaker
When I was in the 8th grade,
I wore baggy pants
cnd my book bag on my chest
because I was not bold
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