Lyrics:
me, forever my- sexy extra set of eyes,
ride or die sugar momma, drama queen, ghetto pride,
I get arised by your thug lovin, blood rushin,
nuts bustin,
regardless
Finna re-up my bag
Makin' sure these hoes don't take my swag (TAKE IT OFF)
Plottin' and schemin', they do it for cash
I'm talkin' the lotto, bout
Up north i got em sayin its popular by demand hey
Who is you to tell me that I ain't makin it Im a get it even if it mean takin it
Hustlin all day
If you trying me have you running back
I swear the oppas really trash
cnd they ain't getting cash
My name what they tryna bash
N**** I aint into
motherfuckers askin' for some money-mon-mon
Will, pick up the phone, I need you
Come back to me baby when I'm lit (When I'm lit)
I don't wanna talk to you unless
the depths
To take a fuckin stand, makin' this sickenin' shit
That should've been pitched for switchin' up like they did lil o'me Chilly the Kid
For the life
God damn, elemental styles get exposed
Flows from blow slow ya roll,
Sit back and crash the Mo'
And If I gotta bash the hoe
I'm a back slap her
we're from
Detroit baby
You got 15 seconds to get this seat now
We're gonna start this show and blow your mind now
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
(Who's your
everything
By any means
Get the money for team
Even if they gotta bleed
Makin' the means meet with the end
By any means I'm gettin ahead
Forever I‘m thinking
lil bish
Baby I'm back in this bitch play I'm back by the kid baby bash
Tucking it fast, hiding the cash in the safe and hear 12 pulling up my ass
havin' his baby
The bitch is driving him crazy
The motherfucker was violent
'Cause he was fresh out the Navy
She dealt with constant abuse
Never revealing
effort
Just to fucking get by
Get by with this shit
I'm forever takin hits
Everybody think I'm shit
When I'm rlly makin' hits
Making music to get by
Call
your bones
Everyone recording on their phones
I walk alone
Like a American Bash
I raining cash
Like I have enough to stash
Bout to clash
Jaiant
me da cash
Play me like I'm stupid I send one like I'm nash
Raidin' da kitchen got da munchies finna bash
Got sticks like da army ain't stored in
Thugs together forever splittin apart is obsurd
I wish they'd stop wit all of these rumours
'cause we ain't goin nowhere baby
This is for life..
[All
Let's go
I'm surrounded by some real niggas (Lil Top)
Hey (yeah) , yessir (They won't do it) , Buddah Bless this beat
I said I need it
This Draco
to meet the King of Nazareth
Playin me close has a risk
I bash clicks like they was massacres
Blast the tear gas, thinkin I'm pacifist
That's the fifth, one
of my sweatshirt
Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone
Hit bound from the Mo-town allen
Fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon
I started out
the boom shot
Hit you with the lyrical bash, so won't last
Rudebwoy check your stash, caught the cash
And if you don't like dat
Somebody gettin bitch-slapped
Lay it on me
King Cowboy baby, you know my credits
Don't ask if it's true, fuck it I said it
Regret it? (Never) Pimpin'? (Forever)
Pull more
Headshot, put the cash on you, fool
Gucci socks, Chanel, too
Big slime, bringin' all the hoes
Yeah, baby, I'm thuggin', I don't know about you
Yeah, John
poor heart
I need you forever
By my side
Bridge
(Charisse)
Baby I want you
And you want me
Can't stand the fact
That we can't be
Together
me
I will bash you up
If a baddie walks by I won't chase her
It's just not in my character
Treating myself till I've had enough
Roaming at the oddest
How the hell could you stop me?
Why in the world would you try?
I go hard forever
That's just how I'm designed
That's just how I was built
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