Lyrics:
shit gonna cease
And fuck the police nigga
I got money in my eyes
All i see is paper
I got money on my mind
I aint thinking bout a hater
Coke by
knife
Now I got real authentic cheetah print shit (Nigga, you're a liar)
Nigga don't believe me, kiss your lady
And boy, you're gonna get them heebie
drinkin'
Thinkin' niggas after me must too
Much paranoid to blink
Wonder why the police don't wanna
See me stackin' G's they after a player
But I won't let
texting different bitches back to back, yeah
Not doing shih, ye i been doin' shit,
Huh
These niggas can't compare to me like that
Get you upstairs in your
said, what goes around comes back eventually
And karma is a bitch, mine is gonna be pretty, please
Remember kicking me when I was down
Cause that's
nothing can harm you
Cause baby you mean the world to me
All my friends calling me
Hear the song that I sing
Hear the tune that I play
Kill 'em with 808s
Do
Holla at me nigga you know
It be Weezy "The Don"
I murder easy but hard to
Kill like Steven Segal its paper, pussy
And pistols - pass love
[B.G.]
I'm a young nigga, go by tha name B.G.
Don't stunt, nigga, my K hold fifty
And I will use, in a minute you six feet
I refuse to lose, I
the problems
She ont care bout smog, she got niggas that solve em
She fly to LAX, wit 29 cents in her checkin
God damn what is this flexin? livin life with no
chose I
I ain't gonna lie
What I look like turnin' down chocha
Drove by, smokin' lye
Recognize a pimp, open your eyes
Hop in the passenger side
traffic this work, Ima buy her Chanel
She know I'm Drugrich it ain't hard to tell
'Thang me and neph drop hard as hell
Your hood pass gonna get revoked
now
Rambo how we comming through your city
These niggas they wilding,imma have to get the strap like fifty
Kill em with kindness, murder on the track
played by that bitch, you better not duck, nigga
Sent you a vid on IG, with my thumb in her butt, nigga
And she call me papi, cause she like my fuckin'
wanna get buck, 'til they meet 50 cent
Fuck a subtweet, sub-pop niggas heads off like Pez
Alt-right want war, well that's fine then
Bitch niggas in
me to change that's they two cents
Energy big enough for the loose lips
Consequences of trying to cross God
Gone result in disciples with two sticks
Came in that bitch with a 50 round
Drum if that nigga want smoke
Im like bet where it at
Just crashed the hellcat but ima
Go to the dealer and im
got 50 cuz got 50 let's go slide then Heard your bitch, she really got that water I'm finna dive in
If var tell me to shoot, you catching two nigga, we
my niggas tryna hit a lick
Of course I'm gonna pause, if some bitches go to take a peek
I ain't gotta say that I'm bout it, they know I is
I know they
from da bowl while ya dog need a fork
Niggas ain't loyal, snakes slithered and dey coil
I'm laughin' at you 'cause, I kill you niggas when I'm bored
(mm-hmm)
Runnin' niggas, I should be sponsored by Nike (mm-hmm)
Bitch, I'm Big Carbon (yeah), don't call me Kim, ho (the fuck?)
Got good pussy, have him
United Gathering Souls
Here we go, roll up some more Phillies
My nigga let me hit it
Niggas we thuggin' immortalized, let's get high,
It's them
gone try me, I'ma have to kill them
But I'ma keep on makin money up until then
(Baby)
Golds and hoes, niggas doin videos
My everyday wear is Reeboks
down with me
If I put a fifty, they gon' put a fifty
Every night, ask whose rendezvous
It was king of swingers and Ashanti with me
I had to go get it
it
Be on TV
On Spotify nigga we ain't making no CDs
You took my beanie, I wanna see all them titties
Ain't making cents but girl I'm tryna be your 50
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