Lyrics:
my teacher getting , told Lil shawty that I’m broken and I jus need some fixing , I’m saying hello to her kitten trying new positions
Hook
On some
called me Fiyah Flames
Now lil' shawdy I'm Bo$$Barr
I gotta win I was born a star
In New York I'm K Cash
Cause I'm all about a bag
You see the way that
gang
Or run some shit over
Blrrrd, yeah
Ayy
Kutthroat business, lil' dog, get your throat slit
My nigga went flodgin', he don't think that I
When they call
Up my phone
Click click click
Let it go
Gleam mode
Gleam mode
Gleam mode
Gleam mode
Yes I live by G code
New York so they Rob Dinero
I
figgaz
Check game you lil' young punks
World wide mob figgaz
All you niggas is jealous cats
What? what?
Uh, uh, now put them hands up
Rich niggas
figgaz
Check game you lil' young punks
World wide mob figgaz
All you niggas is jealous cats
What? what?
Uh, uh, now put them hands up
Rich niggas
and you fry in my iron furnace
I am on my get rich or die tryin' like when Em was signin' Curtis
'Cause I am murderous
Joe Budden, Jersey City, New
Yeah
Yeah
Told my lil hoe look don’t touch
All these tears i might start up a flood
Where they was when we ran outta drugs
Where they was when we
money
Old hundred I got them old hundred
Drug money
New money I want more money
Drug money
Road running selling whole onions
I'm in love with the money
they love it they say i look trim
Don't try to rob me lil nigga you see that shit poking yea that shit right on my hip
Niggas be screaming that we shit
straight as it get
On facebook they g as can be
On the streets you a shakey lil bitch
But I ain’t gonna play wit them words
Cause I’ll really spray up some
start from New Orleans and go back to California
To lil Tony,to dime P
Seritz,Burnell,can't believe
That he's gone, the Scarface
Dank,Loot,and
New loot, yeah
New loot, yeah, new loot, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
New loot, uh, paid off
'Cause I know these niggas ain't gettin' real money
I
like it got bit by a grizzly
And these drugs got me spinning like some capoeira
Still rock the slow beats with gold teeth
Ain't afraid to hold heat
with my mask, all day and night
You know I got a Glock on
Me with a laser sight
That lil nigga tried to cross me
We gon take his life
I do not know me
him then
Fuck around, lil' bitch, gon' find it out that I'm actually him
Posted at the Days Inn, more like a Trappers Inn.
Scales for different drugs
niggaz who pumpin
Lil' Blood got popped, by the Group Home cat
Everybody nervous in the hood, pullin they gats
Fiend yellin out, who got those? Go
pourin'
My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a girl
In the stomach, he robbin' niggaz who pumpin'
Lil' blood got popped, by the group home cat
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
new Prada lenses to cover my face
Let's take a trip to the sky pop me a 30 now I'm outta space
She said she ready to slide bad lil bitch said she on her
[Bridge - Lil Wayne]
So you didnt get drafted by the NBA,
but you got drafted to defend your U.S.A
Now you got war on your mind,
put you on front
a cantaloupe
Hope you got a rope to hang yourself
I rob for self, from Brooklyn, where else
Fat like a Lexus coupe, I'll rip your troop
Not even Lois Lane
this purple haze this a old pack
Got a new bitch petite ass fat when i say so she gon throw it back
Clap, left cheek, right cheek, left cheek, right
redhook projects
Won’t be no debarge
It’s a killer in my heart
Either be a drug dealer or i rob
You in possession of gun
You should never be a man without
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