Lyrics:
Fresh out the gate again, time to raise the stakes again
Fatten my plate again, y'all cats know we always play to win
G-A-N-G to the Starr, son
Haters
Fresh out the gate again, time to raise the stakes again
Fatten my plate again, y'all cats know we always play to win
G-A-N-G to the Starr, son
Haters
logic
I’m not him either, that’s off topic
Do not make a mistake
Don’t compare me to a Drake
I’m myself, I’m not a fake
Like come on for pity’s sake
This
man
We could change the flight plans
She getting Mile high dick
From the kid
Sink deep in her ribs
Got a mouthful
She might have to
Walk it off
Watch me
just a thing
Drugs in my e mail, wait, that's not my song
If If If I hit a lick
Then you know damn well that I'm gone
And I'm starting all over again
Do
My voice is fucked so much work but
When I heard this, I
I had to get certain tings
Off my chest and whatnot, you feel me?
Real friends
Some niggas
fit walkin’ outside got
A stick to match
Drag a bitch outta my house
You can find her where them extensions at
Big Plug nigga hit the work
Off like
of the great Ali
I'm a Meek Mill with a little
Bit of Game in me
I'm Drake mixed with Kanye, the game in me
I'm an Akon, mix it in with some Nate Dogg
I'm
up
We get fit up
Got a real bad bitch tryna lick up
Know the bass bumping
And we got the crowd get jumping
I'm starring off to space man you know i'm
nigga, only compare Yuk to the GOAT's
Pac, Biggie, Nas and Hov, Drake, Kendrick and Cole
Andre three triple o's, not the head of my class but still I'm
again. I heard that
I get your ass
Born sinner. Ha-ha. Your mama should've swallowed ya
Because you was a born loser. Because you got Lucifer for approval
play like that thing that Drake say
It's a fairy tale, the difference is I know I don't like it
So here we go again
With the same damn shit, you could
I don't wanna hang out if it don't benefit
FRG spent the block, one time, now we gon' spend again
Sooner or later, I'ma get paid for this killin'
again and they all proper, when I crash I burn like Paul Walker
Coming down off coke, I like to smoke, Dutches I'ma blaze
Now that I have smoked, I got
Ch-chea
It's Tave Getem
Pussy
Yeah white give u power thousands by the hour
Off white tan hard or u can get some powder
I'm talking white power
off the x*** tonight
I keep telling myself it'll be alright
Keep lying to myself just to get me by
Falling but it ain't in your arms tonight
F***
off don't need your help
All the fake love keep it to yourself
Said I'm better off being by myself
Don't text me again
Runaway this time without you
And all I ever thought you'd be
That face is tearing holes in me again
Trust you is just one defense
off a list of others,
Back at it again, It's a new round
Dismissed by the bell like a school house
Take you to school, I'm feeling like Jack, yeah
Feel like The Cat in The Hat
during lunch
It was a matter of pro-mo-ting de-cen-cy
But the 'de' and the 'cy' fell off, so I sinned
Again and again, until Jesus came down
hunted
Eyewitness account, say it happened so sudden
Just slid off to the side, didn't really say nuttin'
Then BLAOW, blew away the 1900th
You better
I'm ready to leave town again
I'm not going nowhere
Take me as I am
I'm better off by your side
Some thoughts paralyze me
Look up, baby, I'm off my
takin' body shots
Then I finish with a facial just to top it off (ayy)
My bruddas don't dab, we just Vossi bop
I tell your girl to link me at the coffee
to
Kick off his shoes and jump around like a fire cracker
From the sidewalk trains about to pass
It smells like, hot open steaming ass
I gotta get out,
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