Lyrics:
lickers
'cause we jumped up in ya life, cause I'm a true dirt digger
So go on hit the streets, break them lame tricks
Then bring it back to daddy that's how
ain't trippin on distractions
Harlem baby rollin stoned living for disaster
Isolated living like I'm casper, bundles by the masses
A certified Virgo,
the cuffing
Im throwing paper in the air while these bitches doin sum flips
Went from A-Z I'm on the top and you been throwing fits
Look at how she made it
'cause they know
As I'm in the game in the rap propel flows
baboon flows no catch up go nigga rewind back
I be getting duffle bag all by myself
Chuck
with no assist
Ski mask and my 40 clip I'll lay your ass down like eight ball trick
Yeah I'm on some other shit
Influence by my government Presidential
unit
Catch me by myself
I'm only sayin' bullshit
I don't switch up, I won't change
You gonn' have to catch my
Body to sell my brain
An' that's simply
isn't fake
Dreaming of reality before I'm in a grave
I'll show up like a funeral and make sure you're awake
I'm just going through the motion
Some girls
it rip)
Ayy, AK-47 by my hip (by my hip)
Bitch I'm in the streets swag
Hands on everything bitch
I ain't Smokepurpp, I'm Lil Water Scooter
I ain't
you not to trust that hoe
Silly of me to fall in love with a bitch
Knowin' damn well I'm too caught up with my grip
Now as the sun rotates and my
you not to trust that hoe
Silly of me to fall in love with a bitch
Knowin' damn well I'm too caught up with my grip
Now as the sun rotates and my
the pussy like a janky friend who broke somethin', fuck it up and leave it
She wanna be 31, gotta stamp it up in ink
She like forty-two, I'm just like you
the pussy like a janky friend who broke somethin', fuck it up and leave it
She wanna be 31, gotta stamp it up in ink
She like forty-two, I'm just like you
Ditkovitch
Fried cells make me feel so illiterate
cll on my jock like a nosy neighbor,
I'm.. In your head like I'm Charles Xavier
Reckless & Wild behavior,
getting very used to this
When I wake up in the morning
I thank God for his gift
I been suffering my by lonely
Devil trying to get me kill
I got to get up
We're passengers in time lost in motion
Locked together day and night by trick of light
I must take another journey
We must meet with other names
bitch but i swear that I need two
These niggas lame I swear they all the same I drip by myself and I stay in my lane
Post on yo block and I'm eating lo
girl up in the kitchen
She be wildin' doing tricks but I call 'em dance moves
I be in the hood drivin' people gettin' me off my routes
Just keep it going
dutch
Ow, the bubble butch
All up in the party swangin' E's and C's
Wit a car full a heat, hope you want my beats
I came to the party dog by myself
Twenty
hotties
Call somebody, I'm layin' in this motherfucker bloody
It wasn't because of my shoes, clothes or money
I was at the wrong place at the wrong time
rushie Jy moet land hier by my ekasi
Must shine everywhere that I go
I'm like my pa so you can call me the "Ou"
I'm from the Cape Flats
Raak kwaad like I
life
Vampire gang up at night
Hellsing when they pull the pipe
Niggas about to pay they price
No heart in me I always been cold
Get it by any means
I treat this shit just like my tricks
So when I skate, I'm goin' lace it
Always
I'm sellin' drip and tryin' talk
I'm tryin' get it in
Always
My
I'm attractive, I'm handsome, I'm gorgeous
But back in the day you used to say you can't afford this
I wreck shops and got props from New York to Cali
Intro:
You know I feel like
I'm ready for the bright lights
Hook 1:
I got no hallways in my home
I need to put in work
My guests gotta use
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