Lyrics:
arepas de la abuela, our post-colon
art of resistance? can't the deep structure of
our food be how we were never kings, in the
flavor of our needs, in
broad fronted y'all, like she miss thing.
And damn, how the bitch seem she's a dick fiend.
Although I won't elaborate, I'll say she lick things and get
just like kings
How could you have the nerve to say such things?
If you knew at the time what you were saying
You wouldn't be on your knees praying
just like kings
How could you have the nerve to say such things?
If you knew at the time what you were saying
You wouldn't be on your knees praying
LIL BABY GIMME SUMMER
I got got this beat like a zoomer
How you can call me? Me only zoomer
I'm a king of that zoomer
I give me cuz be on my zoomer
I
Hol on this train goin' by
Pull up im sending that playa hater home
Slugs too thick they penetrate his dome
Fuck with the enemy you fuck with my bro
that you cheated
I kept it real with you girl, I guess you was tryna get even
I feel like Adam, you're my Eve, we in the Garden of Eden
How the fuck
black yellow or blue
That's the only way we ride, chopping blades like Screw
I'm the King of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo City Don
And all we do is get money
black yellow or blue
That's the only way we ride, chopping blades like Screw
I'm the King of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo City Don
And all we do is get money
love me, can't you see im tryna climb
Damn my nigga why you actin' like a bitch
If you scared to take a chance, how the fuck we gon' get rich?
Come
on the M
Countless reloads and Lyca sims
How can I count my losses when I like to win?
See me fly out the ride
Two hands on my waist
Just know I'm about
Balenciaga
I'm too strong, you're not it
BB gang we the VIP
Motherfucker right here trying to be like me
I got lot of bread he trying to eat my piece
Ballin'
niggas how I've grown
Yeah, I might call this a baby flow, can't wait til my shit on the radio
Smoking that gas got me faded, them niggas outdated
I love
of death, we can not save ourselves.
To breathe is not enough.
Yes sir, I Will.
When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed,
Blue and white
I can sip the cup while I'm rappin'
If you don't, you're nameless (funny as hell)
Uh, yeah
Eighty-four, that's three in the pot
These niggas
(oh, mane)
Can't forget I spent the same on a ring
She never once by herself bought a thing
She want Celine, and that's just a small thing
Havin'
I'm talking bout
I can't give you the game
But I can show the game
And you can see what you see
And peek how you peek and get what you get
Know
From the base motherland
The place of the drum
Invaded by the wack diddie wack
Fooled the black, left us faded
King and chief probably had a big beef
the daytons and them tires
I be goin' so low, you can't get under
Niggas can't see me, ask stevie wonder, blazed in the chronic
Bumpin' delphonics, and my
Faking never worked in all the times I’ve seen
Don’t give into that pressure and get blind by green

They quick to say they know you
But they don’t know
trying to get your mind so gone.
Tell me all your dreams i can be the one to change, how you feel about leaving this slow song. (ahh whoop)
And if you dont
This is how you're gonna be a king
Yeah Yeah
Eyes closed taking over the whole thing
Oh
This is how you're gonna be a king
Oooo
Watch me yeah I got
fucking BB King the way I play the blues
And I ain't never been afraid of snakes so I ain't scared of you
I can feel the fear in that boy heart he making
I'll take you home
I live with my two-step, got two friends we can have group sex, nigga from the 2-1, tall 'n
Skinny and always got blue on, say I
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