Lyrics:
(Yeah)
Might make my side woah cop me a Range
And put it up for my bitch, she got the best brain
Pull up by myself, Miss Pearly don't need no army, bitch
No? Hold up. Stop
You ain't bout that life (bout that life)
You ain't bout that life
You don't bounce that ass like, "Oh Lord!"
Then climb back up
raspy, tell you what I want you to know
Fuck what you ask me, you probably don't want me to blow
I got a lot of horsepower so I'm able to skip
Usually
bet she start cryin' if she ever don't meet
But she'll never ever ever find another like me
Stop thinkin' 'bout yourself gotta think about the team
Like
I don't blend in, I stand out
I don't camp out, nor do lines
Just black girls that do girls
And white girls that do lines
I'm a dog, ho, do it doggy
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don
wanna box, better watch HBO
Shotgun shells in the knee, ho
They don't know how I came in the club, we be gone
I was hangin' with the Migos
Got prostitutes
the Romeo role and she'll crush you like crackers
Nine days, night's, don't come twice
You gotta stay in control and on top
You get two for one
No Ceilings 3, B-Side
They don't want us to give you No Ceilings 3
So we givin' you No Ceilings 3, B-Side
You can't put a ceiling on our greatness
and gave me top
I knew I wasn’t crazy, shit but I ain’t gonna stop
Don’t even know her name, she’s giving me that sloppy brain
She said baby by the way
fresh (like I 'pose to)
Don't tolerate that stress(like i 'pose to)
I'll punch a bitch in the breast (in the chest)
I caught up with this ho
she
one will never know the secrets of the many double
Quickly she'll be pickin' up your dividends
You get a ton of burn in the end by the Koopsta Knicca,
Ay Yo, welcome to the world of S-H-O-are-T
Texas where them trill ass niggaz be livin naughty
Rollin up ho's like turtles in half a shell
Open up
myself
Did it did it by myself
YSL YSL
Bish I need no help
Bish I need no help
Yeah
Bish I need no help
I don't let bygones be bygones
I'm on your skin
off, she was getting bossy (Cut her off)
I don’t give her shit, but she’ll top me
Frosty, that’s the only way you could describe me
Streets is in my
bitch don't call back
18's on ice, you ain't seen that befo'
Actin like you ain't seen my bling through the do' (bling)
I move to a ho, just for one
gotta stay fresh (like I 'pose to)
Don't tolerate that stress(like i 'pose to)
I'll punch a bitch in the breast (in the chest)
I caught up with this ho
Yea...
[Woman:] Whatch'all gonna do?
[$hort:] And we ridin
[Woman:] Short Dawg!
[Too $hort:]
What's on yo' mind ho? That nigga Too $hort
Got
that someone be Mack the Knife?
There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river don'tcha know
Where a cement bag's just a-drooppin' on down
Oh, that
in her dreams and that's the amount, ho
I don't do crowds unless on I'm on stage a milli a bullet I'm makin' it bounce
You bitches get murdered, you
felt this sick since Covid, ooh (ooh)
Can't control it I got lit and now I'm zoned in, ayy (ayy)
This my moment, I don't trust a ho I'm bonin', woo
My Artofficial nigga no talkin'
100 since day one
Been trappin' since day two
On day three I was fuckin' ho s
By day four it was fuck you
100 since
the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river don'tcha know
Where a cement bag's just a'drooppin'
I know, I know, I know the three
And they are all for me
I know, I know if she's there too
Then she'll be looking for you
Don't you know what she will
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