Lyrics:
got me moody (I'm turnt)
I been 'bout it since the juvey (since birth)
I ain't throwin' shade, I'll throw them things
Won't throw the fade, Lil Boosie
slippin
Gotta grind just to maintain
On the way to a bag playin Boosie zoomin all up in my lane
Live by it ride it
But I don’t want you to die bout it
If
don't do no smoochin' (No kissin')
I'm like, hold up, lil' bitch
(Ayy, hold up) i know you suck dick
You must think that I'm stupid (Not stupid)
Yeah, I
boosie
so I picked the rawest one out the click
grabbed her by her shoulder uh and told her this
[Chorus: repeat]
I need a thug in my life
and you ain't
Once you cross me, hoe
Now you a motherfucking stain to Lil Cut Throat (pow!)
Let the gun bang
Nuts hang, drug game ain't the same
"Savage," tatted
Boosie Badazz
Real shit
Since I was a lil' nigga, this dude was my homie
Cops on the corner, he the one who will warn me
Never showed the lead,
I remember n****
Boosie Bad Azz
I remember n****
I remember n****
Now I remember everything
From them cold night on the block
I remember
Who want war with us niggas talking but you know they ain't gone bust (nah)
And it's R.I.P. to Bankroll I don't know who I can't trust (uh uh)
I had
stackin', miss my niggas, this one for Lil Boosie
Come have fun with the gang, we turn shit to a movie
All these bitches groupies, I might buy some uzis
like she Amazon
Got her suit like T.I., and I got a hundred million more to go
Boys in Texas D.E.Y. know they know like Shorty (Shawty) Lo
Lil Boosie
Ion't give up real easy
You gone have to work a lil harder
You gone have to work a lil smarter
I got God on my team
And If God be for me who can
[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing
[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing
If it's war we get in the field
Tru-L and Yung Lil we bring them problems for real
Ayo I put in work up in my hood, so why you testing me
I hear you
knees like Kaepernick
Bitch ima killa, lil boy you A pacifist
Bitch ima sippa, got whole lotta activist
12 try to catch me, you know im gassin' it
Aint
Success is like a drug
I done fucked around and
Hooked up with a boosie plug
They love me now
When I was down they didn't come around
When I was
tryna get paid
Fuck a job get a paycheck everyday
Me and my choppa getting married where my wedding ring
Ar15 by my bitch house
Play some games Tyrann
out the college
Just left Macfarland bout to head to Alberta
Bout to make a few plays bruh you know that I'll serve ya
Mood on Lil Boosie cause we
Lavish shit
Niggas always hatin' on lil nigga Ima’ just, huh, Keep
Doin' my thang you know
It go in one ear and out the other one
Huh, But I tell
the same week as Lil Boosie nem
But who gives a fuck
Gelato thirty one and pink runts
Bitch come live it up
Aye yeah me and my niggas styling
I got
time
All alone I’m by myself
But
Ima get all of mines
Sorry if I flipped ya cash app
Cause I had to pay fines
I’m that same lil nigga
I’m still missin my
texting
I think that we going like
I'll never sweat if I think my
Conversing is fine
You ain't gone flip on me
Girl not this time
You stay politicing by
me?)
Cream get the money, I feel like Nino (BK, BK)
My section birth some legends
Lil hood bitch wanna shop at Legends
She'll throw the top but it ain't
and we sip on some Rémy (Rémy)
Will i am and i sing it like Lenny (Lenny)
And lil baby be messy like Wendy (Wendy)
Get a truck and its made by infinity
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