Lyrics:
sheets, you we finna skeet
No im never mean, but i maker make a meme
Side to side x3
Flexin on ma shoes, Maken all these moves
Maybe i can touch da moon,
gon cost u double
You look lost and troubled
We cant work it out
Then i flex my muscle
That’s No membership
But This penmanship
Is Just one of my
on our line
And now we will have proving you wrong
We’re kicking ass punching and striking
So fight back to your modest way of thinking
We ready crushing
fucking straight.
Tunnel vision to the money…
Yeeehaww!
Lotta horses inda whip.
Album Southern’s Hit-
Lowkey Southernshit-
We been on dat Othershit.
If you
We tell ourselves that we’re not enough
Find some else and we fall in love
Fuck the romance... We made it up
To keep each other around, no?
We’re so
We could created a fake calm
With the pieces of buried dreams
Lie me again…please lie me again
Is not for you, this one´s for me
We must to burn
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I know I let you down
Please don’t let me down
I know you hate me now
I hate to see you frown
I wanna take you out
But I know we
me(play me )
You wanna play with a nigga we’ll see (we’ll see)
(verse) 1-
On some lame shit i cant stay with
Can try but homie I know what the game
Niggas Talking Shit, Yeah But Hoe Im Next Up
Catch You Slipping With Your Words
We Gon Hit Em Up
I Just Came Back From The Store
Rip That White
my ex bitch prolly hurting inside
Stay to the morning
We kould katch breakfast
We kould make a movie
Put it on Netflix
I kno she a groupie but I
buy it when it’s low (Never Fold)
The only way to make it is be never lettin go
We gettin doge
If the listen all the veterans are sayin
You gotta
A Place For All, A Place So Nice
The Old School Was Our Paradise
Thrash In The Air, Trash On The Ground
We Gave A Shit Of What's Around
round room like frisby,
Back so fat face pretty,
You so fine you guilty,
And we’ll be in the club puffing gunja,
She done with the drama,
Take her to my
She a recovering, undercover, over lover
I’m a bogus, motherfucka’ who’d rather fuck her
When we discovered
We ain’t made for one another
We was
to be your best friend
Knowing she loving me back peeping the way that she set trends
Baby we’ll do it or what
They say we ain’t doing enough
Big bags
right
We gonna just fuck outa spite
Pour the dirty inside of the sprite
Roll up a blunt and get high
Sippin that Henny and wine
We gonna be fuckin
I know I know I know
The devil’s in the details
But no one, no one
Can touch the way that we felt
So what, so what
If we put the past aside
Swear
Didn’t think that we connected
So why am I still thinking 'bout
The taste of your lips on my mouth
This is not what I expected
Waking up
ready rock
Rock
Rock
Rock
Look at ma gal she down for me
Am with ma niggas we making it
So into it I never quit
No matter the cost am still with it
If I'm not playing music
And touring all the time
I might lose my mind
What happen to the days when
We used to run the streets
When we always had
These niggas is fake I know
We is from a place
That some where you can't go
Niggas think we joking
They don't know they in my scope
I just gotta
Awon Kan na wo
We dey gbe olosho
Omo yen doko
We Dey fuck PoPo
Werey gan doko
Tete wa lowo
Omope n lowo
Awon Kan Na owo
Awon Kan Wa wo
We dey
We doin well with the music
Niggas ain’t petty
We don’t go where you reside
We know we’ll catch you out
We don’t tell niggas we comin
They know
Got caught up when I got cut up
I got cut up ‘cause I won’t shut up
I got hung up like no other
I got a hang up like no other
We didn’t whoop we
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