Lyrics:
it
As a diss and follow right behind
On the strip to legit to quit and
I ain’t with the s**ts cause the way
She kinda walking got me stiff
So I shift
Like Bob Marley
These racist motherfuckers hate
That last line
Probably haters on the internet ain't
Got nothing to bargain
Said I'd never make it, bitch
of niggas got murdered
For runnin' they mouth and talking shit
That they ain't heard of
Bad bitch with me, she got it slurpin'
She call me baby, I gotta eat
the Swisher
But don't drink all my liquor
You know it's all good my nigga
Give me one second, I'll pose for your picture
Like cheese, cheese, cheese,
my notes, Wayne)
Certified goon
(yeah) , the lock's on standby (What up)
I just need a couple real
Niggas I can stand by (yeah, C-M-B)
A bad bitch with
off
Say put lil monk on the map if he walk it off
I'ma I'ma
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't tryin to stunt
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't tryin
got a white girl, she call me names like bastard and jerk
That's when I send her ass back to the 'burbs
Fucked her right, good night, die with 'em
the show
It ain't my fault if you do twice as much as me and I get half the dough
Y'all saw me style, change my flow
Bad money, good money, change my
chocolate, dreams puddin'
They be likin' everything I do, they're teen wolfin'
But you got it, you got it bad
2Pac, don't rock a sag
Two watches, that's pocket
'm a good brother
Always got your hands out, it ain't no doubt that y'all niggas ain't nothing but blood suckas (yeah)
Plus, y'all ain't bringing nothing
Charles
Huh going up fuck am I waiting on
Can't be the one they take from
You getting cut off that be the way
Ain't no cap my rap except the fitted I wore
thing I got on is my pajamas?
I'm so bad, I'm so good that I'm so bad
I guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you ever had
'Cause you ain't never met
Charles Barkley
Nigga was in LA, we will discut it
Bring a lot of cash
So I'm snatchin' off the lot
He got a few cars too
I ain't hurtin' nobody
Yeah, I
the genius thats inside me
I'm not ballin
But I'm all in
Cause I'm feelin' good
(Feelin' good)
I ain't shot callin
I'm free falling
And it feels so good
store and hit eight people
I made sure all the Birkin bags were unharmed
So that the hoes don't bug out on me about it later
The zaza got me acting
I’m neat
Good girl might give her a treat
Rockin my world then she stayin wit me
Straight to the top and I knock the ladder
Ain’t got no time for that
spare me, and I make it by and by
And I help souls stay out of Hell with what I testify
And maybe when I grab the microphone and never lie
That
too were ushered in by ol' Doc Brown
When we made our first debaut ah he needed his dimes
And there were times he'd receive a fee
But he would pass it
to play
Facebook or the gram
Tryna get a break
I see it out there
Don't get amazed
Now I got you cised Strutting round your cakes
Putting on that smile
when I walk
Listen to me when I talk
Its not by force
But its obvious that I'm on course
On the right path
To more fame and more cash
I got tired
because I was homeless
Talking to people
I was talking people down who got on a bad trip
I'm good at that even clean
It's rare most people tripping don't
Burn it up
Only got time to level up
We ain't got time to fuck it up
Only got time to level up
Level up
I think that I leveled up
Leveled up
Only got
go
'Cause I like a girl with a big back bro
I mean she stacked low and when I jacked yo
I shoot that thang like I'm shooting off a Mac whoa
It ain't
I'm 'round
And I got a mask on me, got cash on me, got gas on me by the pound
And I got a bad b*** and her a** thick and when she walk around it go bong
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