Lyrics:
disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
in it
Pull out her cervix and then tell
Her to suck my dick
That's how you really fuck a bitch
Look at his eyebrows this nigga hostile
Like, "Damn that
this thug gonna miss ya til I'm wit cha'
it was 90 on the P.E. tour when we mashed down
doesn't even seem like 7 years passed
both rodies now homies
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
eleven
Yeah, I'm your dad, bitch your curfew finna be seven, uh
Carried the weight like I came out the gym, almost the end, almost a fin
Caught this shit
bitches prefer
Alright, alright, I get it
Top of that, lyrically I'm pretty damn clever (go)
Got a long bottom bitch, called a hoe Neville (whoa)
And I blow
in your wig
Gobis mum turned in a .38, his mum was a snitch, damn
My little nigga was the son of a bitch
My credit was so good, and that's because I
heavyweight, everyday gangsta
(Well let’s go) every day of the week
Every week in the month (yeah)
Every month in the year
I’m a everyday gangsta! (yeah)
on The Warm Up yo
When he did the Last Call on the warmup I was like "Damn I'm tryna do mine
So since this joint got that vibe I'ma do my Last Call right now
And Spring punched right in the stomach
Summer came looking for blood
And by autumn, I was left with nothing
It took a whole damn year to repair my body
bitch
A bitch is a bitch nuthin but a bitch
Big packs of money
Falling down from the sky
Damn the devil made me feel real high
I was blind folded to good
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 years go by
I don't really know why, I don't really know why
7, 8, 9, 11 years go by
I don't really know why, I don't really know
day, good day, good day, good day)
Yeah, uh, had a lot of bad ones this year, this, this year
But, but, but today's a good day (good day, good day,
Four years in the making
Might ramble here quite a bit
So take a seat, gather round
Welcome all to my shortlist
Of what I'm going through, I wanted
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
working through hell
And hey, it clearly turned out pretty well
Oh, how can I tell? Just by looking at myself
Goddamn, I'm a 10, a 6 star luxury hotel
Wow,
everything you need to survive in life
We'll help you to be the best soldier in the U.S. Of A
Because we do more before 7 A.M than most niggers do in their
place out
Right around ten
I'll still be drinkin' at this bar
And I'll be gone by then
And the beer's still warm
All year 'round can't catch a buzz
deff)
Get money Ova flowin boss bitch what's up
Don't give me a short summa
I got the whole damn year
Temp tag on Maserati is a boss bitch year
You
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
the back
And I'm feelin so true
Got much love for my nigga named Screw
The Kici's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
ya look so fine
With the boogie drama well, Well, Well, baby
With the boogie drama
Let's get funky, that's my job
Punchin' 9 to 5, 7 times, times 24,
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