Lyrics:
swiftly on the first and third
Stick by ya nigga ride or die fuck what ya heard (fuck them ho's)
Would you swerve on the positive side
If a nigga get
S.U.C., I eat wit DJ Michael Watts
I don't wanna be in a rap group, I'd rather do me alone
Everybody so surely, I'm so glad that boy Lil Boosie is home
I
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
Verse One: {Lil' Ya}
I can never run out of bitches to right about it
My forget they name but I got game
That's how I get them out
I told ya bout
the subs and 15's for the tweeters posted up by
The tray, like gangstas with the heaters
Gangbangin is my shit nigga
Is you still gon' be my homie if I
the tweeters posted up by
The tray, like gangstas with the heaters
Gangbangin is my shit nigga
Is you still gon be my homie if I get a little bigger
Fuck
Migo
Broke niggas stand to the left (to the left)
My rich niggas stand to the right (to the right)
Lil' mama, she keep looking at me (lil' mama)
muthafuckas wanna be like me
I represent that 3, the capital T-E-C
You bitches better keep my name out'cha mouth
Before I get a bag of that
Fire and wait
to them bitches off the block you broke to me
You might be gangsta to the youngins bitch but you a joke to me
I smoke exotic dead guys only dead ass niggas
Man Weezy's a legend (yeah)
You can tell by the bottom of my sleeve when you see what's in a bezel
And he be on a level that's so terrific
I'm in
the leather seats, ash
Strike a pose and she letting me, flash
Smoking on purp with Lil Boosie
All my chains on LIL UZI
I might just fuck on your niece,
In
That's me and my brother we on fire
Webbie and boosie
Talm bout you just spit you never swallow
Sound like a rookie
Heard you love them singers
So I
lil' bitch I hit a week ago
' keep talkin' bout your she miss me She felt the 30 through my pants
I told her, fye right by my jimmy,yeah
Twin dropped
closed he ain't even sleep
Say Boosie chill wit all that swervin' too much dope in here
Nigga slow down you betta think about Big Head and Pimp
Y'all
hittas by my side they'll clap you for lookin at us wrong
Lil paper gangsta I suggest you run along
You don't wanna find out
What it means when they roll
S.U.C., I eat wit DJ Michael Watts
I don't wanna be in a rap group, I'd rather do me alone
Everybody so surely, I'm so glad that boy Lil Boosie is home
I
remember hopping out that bubble chevy, lambo doe’s
Hitting the shoulder lean to young dro
And I remember Webbie Boosie dropped that gangsta
Muzik had
to the Cho I done ran through more hoes
Than lil Stanley Zero Tiger Woods and Jack Nichols (Go)
Shoot my lil shot I ain't missing that missile
Walk in your
be grindin and grindin and grindin like hoes
Been betrayed catch a fade like my name Lil Boosie
Bouta make touring my life like my name Lil Uzi
Man
No I'm not Toosii
I set it off
Call me Lil Boosie
Smoking on Bobby
Sipping on Whitney
Smoke on a opp pack
Niggas get shifty
Up in my city
You know we
touchdowns like julio
I feel like lil boosie doe
Im about to lose control
Im gucci im gucci we finna make movies
I am a veteran he is newby
Swear to god im wit
gangsta in messages
See me in person these bitches ain't pressing shit
Bitch get off the phone and step inna field
I keep it gangsta no extra shit
On a opp
the street bitch
50 come in get em gone by the weekend
OG turnt y’all lil niggas can’t be me
Back of the back with your bitch and she eating me
Used to look
[Lil' Boosie]
Ugh! We dropped again on you bitch ass, niggaz! (Laughing)
Every album like a bird!
If you buy Trill shit
Then you buy that real shit!
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