Lyrics:
could serve you
If you needed quarters
He keep playing with his nose
I know he a snorter
It’s kinda crazy
They rather hate you
Than be supportive
Most
to break that banging ass
Get it with the shad
Take a bath in her mouth yeah
Better keep the Trojan
And if the sex was good still be the whole frame
murder on his mind
Yellow tape around his body
It's a fucking homicide
Oh my god
Swear they didn't get the message
Had some issues with my speech
My
career, I supposed to be right back there with dem
I owed it to him, I know it I show it
Don't wanna blow it or pour it
For da streets, give me a beat
ask for forgiveness
The life that I been living
Lord knows I be sinning
I ask for forgiveness
Had to get it all by myself
Had to stay in my own lane
Man
bringing heat you better bring more muscle
clways got my brothers with me now the trouble is double
You'll get knuckled and shovelled
I'm talkin burstin
noticed
I can't pour the wok and push the scat, I can't control it
Get that money niggas switchin' up, them bitches give that shit up
I bet my first time in
clapped but he tryna get out the window
Either way he catch 22 'cause a bitch packing extendos
Blinded by the spite
Going Super Saiyan tonight
With blond
But the crackers weren't playin' fair at Jive
I know, I know, yep, yeah, you too
Okay we get it, yep, yeah you too
I know, I know, yep, yeah, you
you say, you can say it to my glock
You pulling up with bb guns, I’m whipping a bump stock
Watch while I hold down the trigger, and your homies all get
In case nigga's ain't done yet
My brother Tee
He closer to free
If you rocking with me
Then you know it ain't come yet
Soon as he touchdown
out the fire, get caught by the nine
Run through alley ways all in Cherry Bay
It's real in the field, either kill or be killed
Like BG so they got
rubber bands
Bitch I got that Flint water, yeah that's a couple's zans
And you can tell by where I stay, that you can tell that I get paid
with 50 bands up
the internet...
Muthafuckas wouldn't suck...
So much...
Get infected wit freshness...
My words dress...
As well as a tuxedo is...
With a vest and bow tie...
Wing
wearing the highs with the lows
But I'd sooner sing these doleful drones by barcoo dog and
Lagerphones, but my hand don't write when a feather it holds,
put a hit on they best friend
But ain't that the way it go? Either that or a raggedy ho
Or a rat-ass nigga with a rat-ass wife, workin' for them
a load of this
Get pissed, get real, get over it, get it over with, oh
The world's my oyster soup bowling ball of wax museum
Cannibal dog house plan
of May
Cause you get it in just like you gay
Ain't no sleeping on these crackers they usually Undercovers
And your friends?
Ain't no friends nigga change
colors
Cancel the word cracker while you're at it my brother
Pepe le pew is a molester, have you heard
And big folks get offended when they watch big bird
Then get struck by it twice and win the lotto the same week
I won't stop til you name me with the gods of the game
New classics
New Classics
It's new
one crib to help pay that cracker back
Now everybody out working trying get some money
Nobody with the babies they got to fill they own tummy
Payments
sitting for you catch up you'll get ya whole Maga shit wet up or knocked off set up it I Set off set gang I'm a toss melatonin in this toast make a cracker
with Big-and-Heavy
I get up in that ass like a wedgie
Says who? Says me, the lyrical
Niggas sayin', "Biggie off the street, it's a miracle"
Left
with Big-and-Heavy
I get up in that ass like a wedgie
Says who? Says me, the lyrical
Niggas sayin', "Biggie off the street, it's a miracle"
Left
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