Lyrics:
a liter for him
Born to take any soul
Relentless Henny flow, chops heads like guillotines
Smoke Philly's with my queen, I'm still in the machine
Dt's
Don't wanna hear the hoes say nothin
Leave you on my table
You the turkey
Imma stuff-IN
I want all the treats
I'm good on all the tricks
She's out
Confident One
(Representin'!)
(Wha what?)
(Spit this shit for me than man)
(This Mac Mall in here)
(You feel me playa?)
(Check this out)
(I'm
you
The looks stab you considering the moral response
I'm from Philly but our lover was born in the Bronx
Killadelph, Shambala, it's the ball plan,
gonna lose ya
I'm gonna give you the slip, a slip of the lip or another
I'm gonna lose ya, I'm gonna trick ya, I'll trick ya trick ya
One way
in ya chest
Luck is you still with me?
From Jersey
And Philly, zippin' down the turnpike
Tricks right, burn right, Def Jam, Beat Club, pretty
said she want that paper
Pop pussy like she workin'
Damn, a nigga finally famous
Rari by the Benz, I'm swervin' (skrr-skrr, skrr-skrr)
Fuck rap, I
hundred packs in my backyard
Clear twelve-twelve's, that look like stuff shells
I'm cuttin' niggas throats on the sails, while they puff L's
Don't leave
played by Samuel L. Jackson
Yo ill insanity that's cold and morbid
But when I'm in your orbit you soul absorb it
A real raw nigga won't fold or forfeit
Samuel L. Jackson
Yo ill insanity that's cold and morbid
But when I'm in your orbit you soul absorb it
A real raw nigga won't fold or forfeit
A thorough
world we would all be rich
Hating on me I'll dissolve your clique
Two tone Rolex on my wrist
In a battlefield I'm a soldier, trick
Life is what you make
head in the clouds
Clouds in my head
Got my head in the clouds
Walking on a cloud
Hey
How could you let this opportunity pass you by, pass you by, oh
tryna get my future set, I’m haunted by my past
I ain’t looking for no temporary fix
I need a permanent solution to get out this magic trick
I don’t want
to the known, known around the city
Of Philly that's my home, for makin wack rappers settle
It bein that I'm blem, kid I kicks, in the mix
Rhythm be the quick,
wholes and quarters may I please take ya order
Yeah i'm half Bahamian my cousins down in florida
Took me to the ocean told me baby walk on water
So many
Bookie a wiz
Pop a bottle of coca-cola and sip the fizz
I been celebrating because I just passed a quiz
Lotta nuts in the city
I'm a start calling 'em jizz
I can handle
Carry that pot by the handle (it's hot)
I play the field like I'm Randall
Got on a yacht in my sandals
I can't relate to your
a trick
I told her, give me lips and I won't talking bout a kiss
Shell star be going hard, he don't never miss
In her mouth, like I'm trying to find
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS
for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS
never question Him this not no interview
Gave me the vision I turned it to visuals
(The Light)
I'm on a whole new mission
Won't trick me out my position
a trick on a bitch yea
You know how I do it
Got so much dope in this bitch
In the trap you would think that I grew it
I got the juice
I'm slicker than
something (rack)
She want a trick, I'm not one (not one)
Pull up and hop on a baddie (skrrr)
She wanna text me the addie (text it)
They know we having it
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