Lyrics:
Hey huh yeah
Know what this sound like
Its that grand caliber
K E V I N P
Walk around smooth but he don't P I M P
The tone ladies love stand clear
the end
P-M A-M, A-M P-M
Is working all the time what they meant by carpe diem?
Or maybe it's the opposite take a little breeze in
Life is not a sport this
hit the stage
With the star-shaped bass, he'd send the crowd into a rage
Stop, look up, and what do you see?
The Mothership landing in DC
So, yo, thank
both raised by our dads
My favorite rapper inspiration
Is triple X Tentacion
RIP Juice WRLD, RIP whoppa
Why do legends die? That shit gotta stop, bro
If I hop off this cliff is it suicide, yeah
If I hop off this cliff, is it suicide?
Like my boy Juice said is it you or I?
Before I take my life,
a freestyle ain't wacko vow
They do it for the clout
Always on the mic, i was born to rise
I do it for the price
Ask me how?
Gotta wake you ass up and do what
boo
We been erotic on top of the moon
Turned to a hot box, ma room
I'm getting headed by, your boo
While none of ma bitched be looking at you
While
what I’m running to
Niro live he the truth
I don’t even want the juice
Rather let my n***as shine
Kill it when I’m in the mood
I got them broads going
[ Play ]
It's the P-l-a-why, just here to say hi
Askin you may I, tell you 'bout the day I
Picked up a microphone, a pad and a pen
The legend
my pussy, I can do what I want
Hm, I'm a big girl now
R.I.P to Brax
(This my pussy, I can do what I want, Hm, I'm a big girl now)
VA loves you,
Write a little save-a-hoe speech all these fake-ass hoes
Fake punk-ass bitches
Do you know what i mean?
Fuckin'em up like this, man...
$hort
for my momma mister honor roll
And I need my first initial car by the stairs
Cute home girl went to college she do hair
FaceTime wit me while she laying
juice from lost poets
Inhabit ocean bottoms with a bitter rotten scapegoat pardons (note to self)
Don't bargain at martyr parliament rallies
Where
remember), oh, when we used to hang
On the porch, drinkin' brew, but now they drive-by (baby)
I remember (I remember), oh, when we used to play
Shoot 'em
(911 dispatch) 911, forty reporting
(woman) hello 911, help me, help me
(911 dispatch) what is your emergency
(woman) there's someone in my house,
911, forty reporting
Hello 911, help me, help me
What is your emergency
There's someone in my house, there's someone in my house
Can you please
ears to list
Nigga P where you headed it's time to pass kids
(What's the kids be doin' yo)
Kickin' rhymes that's true lies
Let me break 'em down
Know the good days will end
Catching bodies on the news
I've been praying for my death
Man, R.I.P. to Juice
I've been fucking with her friends
Man,
divided[01:37.16]So I keep the union with money[01:38.69]Foo I'm loose on the juice[01:39.68]Yeah I'm blinded by losses[01:40.48]I need me a baddie that cooks dale
Gump walked and he was pretty stupid
So you know what? Accept the fact that the bitch belongs to the world
P, cause that ho only yours as long as she
dome wanted my scratch and my ??
And I'm thinking to myself what the fuck's going on
Get jacked by a bitch fuck this
I pulled out my 80 and dumped six
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house kissin'
Bron
Soul child freestyle
No rom-com
Official always in style
Got the rhude on
White flag waving
Asking what I do wrong
Niggas know what they did
I ain't
some freestyle or what?
Alright
I'm going first, I'm going first
Check it out
[Daddy-]
Ch-ch-check out the news, never singing the blues
It's
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