Lyrics:
Remember leakin had to flip it like a 10 a key
I done been through so much pain and adversity
Diamonds on niggas hatin they wanna murder me
I miss my granny
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
For sure, lil' one
I know what you're goin' through to shine
Niggas pullin' off all type of shit
But, look: if you don't know what you're doin'
thru I ain’t seen you in a minute
It’s true and I miss your body naked
I miss your body on mine that’s where we belong
That’s where we belong (uh)
Nah
off that we spin they block
Come back around make sure he hit
How you a gangsta late at night you just pillow talk for a bitch
A one-man army by myself
the gang, we gon' pull up in groups
Get you knocked down for a new pair of shoes
I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
Big beans, big Glocks, big bales,
you get naked
The homie flipping packs, he stored the racks up in the basement
Couple bricks up in the safe, we gon' flip that
Oh, you only got
blaze, fulfillin' them, Keith ?, Jesse, Jamil and them
We originate styles, other be stealin' them
You got a good rise in your rolodex, who flow is
Tell me you love me, you fuck with a thug
You know I love you by the way we fuck
You came a few times, but to me, not enough
Fuck it up, fuck it up,
I flip 'em (trap, grraow)
Lil' bro drop a dime, I ain't droppin' a nickel (baow, ah)
I'm tryna nap me a nigga (c'mon)
Slide, you and your
mean shit, but you feel this in your soul, man
I'm so ashamed, let's share this one dance, just a Quay Thang
I want you by my side, cause we blowing up
got a problem lil nigga?
What?
You got a problem lil bitch?
What?
You got a problem lil bitch?
If it's smoke know we air it out quick
Yeah
But I'm all
huh
Lil' bitch had a show on the flip, might
As well tell her, her nigga my kid, uh huh
Wock' in this pint, this shit real, you can
Just tell by the way
The Aphilliates nigga, holla at your boy
I know why you fuck with me Nicki, you know what I am sayin' (holiday season)
'Cause we got the same type
power
Then I'll give these hoes a rinse with that holy water
(This a masterclass, held by yours truly)
You little my piece God miss darling
She a lil
Dont you wanna
Talk about it a lil bit
Floss for a lil bit
'Cause i'm just getting right into the thick of it
Here's a story, guess who's telling it
Lil Uzi, Yeah yeah
You know I'm savage
.40 Glock posted on the block
And my shorty pop when that forty stop
You a cold rat informing cops
to make her a believer
We pull up all black John Cena can't see ya
Pack coming in by the boat
You can get popped you don't want no smoke
I love her on her
you I feel so average
Hey lil miss wock'y
Girl I promise your my lil beverage
Pour up and pour up and pour up again, we is not sipping on gin yeah
She
that i'm cripping
Fuck with me ima have your ass dipping
Ima pull up like scotty pippen Fuck your niggas my niggas we winning
Call up lil zay he gone
"boy, you get them damn racks" And I just flip that shit right back
My nigga finesse it, nigga, we getting back
Then we do this shit on flat
My niggas
flip cause on dough we dont take Ls
Hit my flip cause we servin bo's and bells
You can't hit my line if you aint real
Not tryna make a deal
Cause you
Got it by the bird and he got it by the quarter.
Cocaine,
So he keep one in the holster,
Colombian connects, so they call him Lil' Sosa.
Gotta try
And you know we outside, and we lie while they miss
Niggas know we don't go
Leave his face on the floor
If I catch me a opp, put him up with his bro
Glock
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