Lyrics:
then test me, sack tap
Y'all pussies are lazy as fuck, uh fat cat
Runnin' with new England on my back
Like a knapsack
And anyone who's sleepin' better
pull up with the goons, they goin' high
Every time I try to say my, man, nevermind
Every time I'm chillin' with the guys, they want me to roll a leaf
this bitch clean you know I’m in here with the team
Shorty out here goin' stupid work the pole for her cheese
Headstand poppin' pussy finna turn me into
what I owe them
But I'm gon' show them, real niggaz stand on they own ten toes
So I'ma make all the money, and try my best to fuck all these hoes
Leavin' niggas on they back
Bitches play goin' get smacked
Espicially if I don't disrespect you
And you disrespect me
I'ma have to show 'ya
That I'm
[Hook 1: Triple Seven]
We're goin' out to the club tonight
Let Fli Fat Funk Playa frost your ice
Got a Zima in the cup and I'm feelin' alright
Got it
that be runnin on ya track
That's how it's goin down, yeah, it's goin down like that
I gets my thang in action
To live, to love, to see, to learn
Yo!
Coming back it's the met, chod, say it loud
I'm the met, chod, man, clap yo' hands, now check it
See me in the mix, rollin fat, bustin' flicks
While my
I need you by my side until i'm dead girl you won't ever compete with them fakers
I love you like a fat kid love cake i need you baby baby come my way
see a mothafucka get realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Goin' automatic on anybody sporadic I choose
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Cause ain't
boy's goin' left on niggas
And them hoes too it's me
That nigga who ain't never got caught
My mic is wounded
I'ma test it with a touch of salt
Keep a book
out, I keep on tripping
Ain't no back and forth dissing that shit really tippin
I'm fishin' that blocks if I see em I clip em
They know about fats when
health, before anything else
My life, my wealth, I'ma G, and I do what gangsta's do
And they do it like me and my G Tray Deee
Bitch talkin shit,
Hands up (Hands up)
(Go, go)
Oh, no no no
I can't feel my face
I need some more energy
Give me a shot then I'm goin' out in space
(Go, go)
I'm gon' show them, real niggaz stand on they own ten toes
So I'ma make all the money, and try my best to fuck all these hoes
Friend or foe, a bitch
my song
Brain damage
Way before my baby daughter Hailey
I was harassed daily by this fat kid named D'Angelo Bailey
An eighth grader who acted
Ya, pop a pilly spinnin' 'round in my mind like a lighthouse
Carrats all look baptized ya they dipped in that water they doused
I'ma see you
a hundred million heard me
Then I'ma double that by the time I'm thirty
Fat fuck wanna talk shit, can't hurt me
Give him hepatitis C, diabetes, anaphylaxis
Fabo
I feel like Fabo, I feel just like Fabo
I'm back at it, Juug man voice (Yung Ralph)
Bankhead
Hear my song way from Y-T-C-R-O-B-S-M-M, now we YSL
come back and win by three
Alright!
I love it!
Fuck you guys!
Sorry, buddy...
Who's the new guy?
Oh, that's my friend John.
Hey John... sweet hat!
the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my
I'm a little nutty and I know it but if you
Go back and take a look at my history
You will see that I am not the
Only one who's off his rocker
There
I'm goin' gold you see that I'm da one
Got no time to waste you see that I'm da one
Vision on first place you see that I'm da one
Gotta spit it from my
I’m A Porsche N.I.G.G.A
Tree Houses In Bali, Where I Smoke The Cali
They Content, They Must Have Me Bent, I’ma Represent
Humble Savage, She Not Average,
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