Lyrics:
my bitch a Birkin bag
Whats it gonna take
For me to get some love round here
24/7 every day of the year
I've been working nigga
And I had to make it
ride by my house
Late at night
Bitch you could neva be me
I smash shit on site
I get rich off you broads and the shit that you do
Ya texting his phone
you cupid missed
Ain't gon be a drive-by, you just cruise and miss
I'm the dude ya' bitch lemme' loob her tits
While the doob is lit
I'm a lunatic
Bitch
the ocean, riding dolphins, grab 'em by the fin
Uh, yea bitch I'm ten feet tall
Bunch of hoes playing with my beach balls
The money in the way, I don't see
Yellow Benz
Yellow PT Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
bitch
And I know they stay hating
(I know they stay hating!)
Been Doing this less than a year
And the flow super sayin
(Ahh!)
The difference between us
used the samе guns (Boom, boom, boom)
This that 7-1-murder shit
My niggas sell dope and murdеr shit (Brr)
Hundred thirty to life and he
Ain't tell 'em
the middle I got Nipsey on the dash
When I go to Lennox baby I be popping tags
7 years ago my momma told me that she wanna jag
6 years ago that bitch she tried
wit it (Huh)
It's triple 7
I wear it on me don't call it a pendant (No)
And I got the powers 11
But I might turn evil don't call me a menace (Woah)
She
Right where his 'foot' was supposed to be.
Now, billy the mountain, he couldn't believe it!
All those postcards he'd posed for, for over these years
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
Had this beat revived
Bitch just to kill it and die huh
Triple 7, bitch that's after lock
More like a triple six, I'm devilish with it
Fuck a gimmick
by the look got these niggas shook
I'm a vet and you steady rook
Posted on the scene, sippin' lean
That promethazine sippin' on codeine
Play with Jesus
the seven
Nigga keep ya chirp on alert just like nine eleven the
12 kreepin threw the hood like jason keep it moven
Friday 13th but bitch this ain't
I'm on 10
I'm on 10, but I got this .9 with me too
I'm geeked, just rolled up an .8th in the booth
Got .7's for low and a 6 on my roof
I'll be there
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
your ass iced
And get your bitch's head sliced Seven E ain't nice
See playing gangsta ain't no game cause once you get game over once
That's it cause
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
nigga, ayy
An imaginary rich nigga, ayy
Seven figures hold that slimmer than my bitch figure, ayy
Goin' digital and physical on all y'all, ayy
Bunch
my veins, arrivin' by plane
G4 to be exact, rewards of beats and raps
Three whores before four and three more are bein' cracked (facts)
That was
the homies, that's on me
24/7, Kendrick reppin' these cold streets
Don't we live by it, die by it, then reincarnate
And if Game told me, "Drive by it," I
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