Lyrics:
waiting on a nod so I can pull a scheme (Huh)
My nigga text me like that load is in
These bowls came from Cali they flew em in
Ain't jump in this shit for
lil trey
Suppress ya appetite we taking ya lil' tray
Love my handgun but my chopper still the shit
Banned in 1994 but I'm to legit to quit
1996 kilos
car
Sugar daddy by my side
I'll be sitting in silence, shining like some diamonds
In the night I'm vibrant, in the day I throw hands
That's my best
If I whip out my dick, I'm a tell her to eat it
Twin sticks in the telly like Zack and Cody
Got bitches on my line like Mr. Mosby
Might hit the yellow
to kick 'em out
Silent wars in my head, it's more to go around
Man, huh (shit)
Repent for my sins then I turn around
By next weekend, do it again
that A1 from my nigga freddy
(Wit one call)
Hustled on em corners rocking my pelle pelle
(In the cold)
These hoes they on me now!
I'm Mr. Fonzarelli?
you fade away money come every day
You can get it anyway
See I'm gettin' it every way lil Kodak
Salute me I'm Mr k where is my cape?
Super Koly save
you just gotta see it man
I'm sitting on Dubs, kinda like a blank tape
You see them rocks in my teeth, ain't none of em fake
Give me a break, you
bitch, I'm fucking with the fleek hoes
And I'd never give my soul up for a bankroll
Niggas get lucky standing right there by the rainbow
No rain though,
the fence
I see my ride but don't want them to see me high
We get in the car, I can't believe I'm still alive
My whole body is tingly as we start to drive
We
innocent
I can, I can get you right
Me and my homie, endorphins are air tight
Pleasure's what I swear by
My one code there's no code
Do what thou will
to a-s-a-p rocky
I keep it on low I keep it discreet
If she want the meat she pay me a fee
Brand new car push start no key
get paid for my time ain't nothing
them cups raising up
Snizzow flizzake is off in my dollar
Gotta nose it up
I dial drink by the liters, I'm a drinker ho
Ya swore you doin' it like
Me?
nigga
Way too big for that silver shit to hold nigga
Tryna wake my fans up how I'm supposed to make em put they hands up in hand cuffs shit
Its only right
thing, this my song
Move on, we in the club at the Shark Bar
Valeted my keys and park my car
No snap shots cause I might get popped
As I slide by
myself
So I, I splurge a lil' hell
You see the money and the
The cars and diamonds and you
You think it make me but it really don't (it really really
myself
So I, I splurge a lil' hell
You see the money and the
The cars and diamonds and you
You think it make me but it really don't (it really really
I see the hate in their eyes
That's caused by the pride of mine
Of mine
I put my life on the line
But death defies defies defies
Banging is cool
nice eight ball jean jacket to the last court hearing
I'm ready to change
Add shorty spit in my chicken and rice
I've been fully consumed by hatred,
the police when I'm rolling through the projects
My pants sag so I'm labeled as a suspect
Who be the boys in blue, the authority
To arrest me cause I
I flip and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches 'cause my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got
Intro: Bizzy
Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
we met when I had worked at Hollister
She love my hair and by that I guess you guess Adrianna
Cause, she had worked in the salon right next
gig
Overqualified by the rent sticks
Red brick bash with a texted green screen
Like, "I entered my data right into your screen"
[Mr. Lif]
Jane went
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