Lyrics:
the way it goes
Keep it ra-ra big bank money and hoes
Look at ma-ma ohh wee losing her clothes
You get na-da bitch please go work them hoes
Ahha if you
feelings is shot
Go text that raggedy bitch and tell her you all that she got (man, what bitch?)
Let her know you packin' yo' shit and gotta move by
These bitches, They fuckin', They down by the river
Yuh, Yuh, Yuh, Yuh
Cold heart in her body, She'll make yo ass shiver
Ice, Ice, Ice, Brr
My clock
do cuz God got me
Trippin' off who!?, nobody
Know "Men Lie, Women Lie"
That's big facts, word to Yo Gotti
Tryna leave behind a legacy and get Ricch
shoutout to Ross
I oversee the underestimation facing the boss
They seem to die every time by the chop of my blade
It's different levels camping at my house
my murder I aint shoot nobody
They wanna judge me by raps they like you John Gotti
Talking bout this aint political
If it's not then why you feel
I be booted out my eyes, send niggas to the sky
You gon' have to put up with my guys, bae, this my life
Pop Mollys, I'm in the Yo' with Rock Gotti
connected like a plug in a Socket How you say you pimping but Your bitches stay
Out of pocket? Yo, dick'll makes Ciara give you her goody
You ain't in
at the pack worked hard with the big bro's .
Now I'm thinking bout the big shows,
money coming in tryna get it by the big loads.
Thinkin' bout six figs
a waiver
Flexin' like a big shot
G-Unit all on my back nigga
I move weight like a fat nigga
N O may Zan nigga
Throw my set up like bad dinner
Ask yo ho, I'm
a fatter poem
Matter of fact you can tell by
How my vibe i'm bout it
Hopped on it one minute
One minute later i'm vibing on it ,
This beat is non-respondent
rio
My wrist be frio when I'm in that big body
Hopping out a six wheeler Glock on my hip John Gotti
Use to hide that shit from my mommy
Cant squeal
Yo I'm on some grown man shit, mentally another level
My crew we all gods and we snuffing out devils
Move calm and collected, walk with a purpose
and imagine
I can’t even lie would've dropped it all for ya
No telling what was ever gonna happen
I got you second guessin yo decisions
I still see it your eyes
All I got left is four, I'ma drink it slow
I tote a big .223, pinch that baby nose
I give a fuck 'bout politics, I just play my role
I drunk three
the first fo fall
I've been lovin' Iceman, ever since I seen George Gervin ball
You so broken when you die yo', hearse'll stall
So weak you probably
Yeah best said by homeboy willie d
Triple cross to mexico
[willie d]
I don't fuck with you
[scarface]
That's some smooth hidin'
Lowdown dirty
It's like a cold story repeated over and over
In the winters of my mind, yeah
This shit be real, man shit's crazy out here
Yo yo, yo what up y'all?
some hard times but ya girl was on her ten toes
It's been a hard code to live by, decisions I made young bully had to cut ties
I ain't meant to do it,
a housewife
When you know everybody know you a body
Got me a pistol, I got me a shotty
I be posted up in the yo like Gotti
How you gon' send a nigga like me
If I could do it one way
I would do it like this
Exactly how it goes
Everytime the beat hit
Pullin up like boom bap
That's a drive by on yo bitch ass
me,
I open up shop, open up shop cause I got candy
Chorus ii: he's got candy! yo eyes roll in your head,
Mo b. dick: you toss and turn in yo bed
Cause
the guys)
Try to step, leave yo' ass in the sky
(In the sky)
I like to flex when I'm fried (I'm fried)
Try to flex and your ass gon' get robbed
(Get robbed)
Yo yo life is hard so I dedicate to God
Mad cats sell coke tryin not to starve
Young girls sell vagina from Jersey to Carolina
Saw moms
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