Lyrics:
hard for me to fit in
Tryna live the sweet life with two hoes in the Tipton, uh
Runnin’ with no escape, said my registration was late off of workin’ for
eating Posole
I used to sleep in my whip, that shit get Lonely
Ridin wit that Glock on me, Fuck the Police
License and Registration, this is not no Stollie
proof of registration. My birth certificate for a life on the road. The drone, the backdrop, the soundscape. The shuffle-played idle-state. Nightlives
the penitentiary and academicly
If G was a sport I'd be a agent no doubt for that you can check my registration
Take me to Florence so I can die In a gucci pent
But
over quick, the Cop approaches me License and registration
Proof of insurance please
I said, it's in the glove, is it okay to reach
I handed him all my
grip
Beat it like a night stick
Clock in
Put in work
Work
Like the night shift
Pull over that ahh too rightous
Let me see your registration and your
I'm high as Micheal Kelso
Down in Eric's basement
Face it
I'm the dopest of this generation
This that classic
Yeah this that late registration
Uh
clean registration
Errking off the lot
Hugging the steering wheel
'84 Cutlass Hurts
Killing em for real
It's like a motion picture trailer
Weed
reciprocation
I been really practicing meditation, not the medication
Word to MOB this my dedication
I aint feel like this since Kanye dropped Late Registration
a registration
Stimulation
What are you anticipating
That real nigga on the track
I know you can be relating
M O U F so fresh I
Had to do what I gotta
They
out the hood life
Mama gotta raise, a new job so we doing nice
But every week, the
Ask for license registration
Damn officer, my life don't need your
like meek, yeah
Outta jail tax evasion been there registration
Took a while, never say shit (Shhh)
Red carnation I'm a flower child
Taco Bell get it
weapons with registrations
And still got the nerve to swear we're one united nation
The irony to tell me to go back to where I came from
Born a US
the state!
Same time savage got put on papers he was in school with that razor!
My heart black but that bitch dropped when he said license registration!
I was
man's, I'm deflated
I'm late again
Late registration I'm playing coy
Plagued with frustration to stay in joy
Not in my career so I ain't employed
She done
funnies
Rushing, racing, soft as honey you's a fuckin' dummy
I just keep the motivation keep it running
I don't got the registration but i'm bussin
Straight
you do
Gon ahead with me
Make me yours for real
Let our love oppose
Girl you know the deal
Keep yuh smile on
Nd show me whats real
No registration baby
remember that summer when shit got crazy
In a whip without license and registration
We all high as a kite, damn the vision faded
Pressing down on the gas we
fucking hurt you
I'm driving drunk with my pistol no registration or curfew
Nine milimeters till death do we fucking part now
Ari said I hurt her I'm
ever told
Stand by my statements
Bitch I know I’m bold
I’m a sick as nigga
Ill, I know I’m Cole
Ma joie et toi
Keep a nigga soul
Late for registration
genesis i mean sega
Scratch that like vega pardon my penmanship
Delivering mean flows this gam you need more
Information in registration enter redeem code
some time and I hope that that's alright
Late registration
On a 5c
With a cracked screen
But I'm feeling so amazing
Feeling so impatient
Feeling so young
the wheel
Scared to grab license and registration shit might get me killed
How the fuck we disrespected in the land we fucking built
We telling them that we
with the 3 peat
Ain’t no one could beat me, I’m tipsy
Ain’t got to pull out she got an IUD
Cops pulled me over get a DUI
Lemme see registration, need
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