Lyrics:
chin
And we all got to do, what we got to do
Catch this, you made a diss track
We made a hit track, and we dissed you on it
We gave you a whole track
said "Before the sheriff comes I wanna tell you," Said "Listen boy
Learn to hoist a jack and learn to lay a track learn to pick and shovel too
And take
Yeah, told ya lil' boy, yeah I said it
(said it)
Run up on boat, you'll regret it (regret it)
Read that on Reddit (Reddit)
Take that lil' chain yeah I got
yea I'm spraying the mustard
You bad as hell yea we hitting it off, but I'll never go touch her
Mujin we got it in yea
Watch yo back yea they try
off track
And you got it bad when
You're stuck in the house
You don't wanna have fun
She's all you think about
You got it bad when you're out with
Ayo real talk, 6ix
As soon as you played me this joint I already knew
Yo this some fucking, Last Call shit
And it got me hella excited 'cause I
ignore it
Got a conscience full of goals and a pen that's full of gold
You could feel in yah soul
I'm the don the if you ask me ain't nobody running past
Tell me how it feel when the tables turn
Know I got the heat, Usher let it burn
Nothing handed down to me it was earned
Had a couple downfalls,
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.
You're the top!
blame them, it's all just by design
Take it all with a grain of sand
Or leave it all up to me, I got you always
Always, always and forever
Always,
gon' be like, uh, I told her, let's have fun
I'ma eat her just like lunch, Ice Spice, you know I'm a munch
All this ice on me, it crunch, I hit that
It was cool
And he'd get back on the phone, and say Bernie I got somethin' I want you to hear
And what you do players, is you get the phone and you
sutra I could show you them moves
I got shooters riding to the death too
I just give my niggas something to step to
I just dap these niggas with a left
It
Got my heart all beating fast
Gotta let got of the past
My emotions in a glass
Boy what fuck wrong with my ass
Like Usher, I got it bad yea
Tighten up
bad
Got my heart all beating fast
Gotta let got of the past
My emotions in a glass
Boy what f*** wrong with my a**
Like Usher, I got it bad yea
Tighten
you bastards, two classics
Between me, Puff and Usher it was too drastic
Between me, Puff and Gin was true magic (yeah you remember her)
Cause everybody
he won't do
It's never a bad time, to back track
It's never a bad time, to get us back
Is this a bad time for me to come through
And do the things you
more than my pain
I owe you so much more than my past
You deserve it all
You deserve it all
You deserve it all so I got it if you need it
Even if you
but nigga my dawgs back
I'm lit off the Henney I'm drippin' in Fendi forget it it's all bad
Yea I got all that
Me and my niggas we on that
She threw it
an usher
I like AirHeads, I like Gushers
Gas is so loud, it'll interrupt ya
Bought an AK, it's straight from Russia
Nah I'm kiddin', but I got a thumper
I
a birkin' bag, yo propety you got it boo
Baddest of 'em all just look how shawty show out
She got herself all by her own, she never need a handout
She never
suppose to negotiate when they owe you
Usher, let it burn like a toaster, they just wanna hold you
Back like a holster, maccin' my old chick
I'm back with
on let the saxophone man play a little
Make it lovely
[Treach]
You got beef well what we do talk to the bunny sunny
He's the man Bugs the thug
to lay a track learn to pick and shovel too
And take that hammer, It'll do anything you tell it to."
John Henry's mammy had about a dozen babies
John
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