Lyrics:
stressing me
Might get the best of me
I got the recipe for the affair
Might get to pressin' me if I'm
A guessin' I might take a L by the end of the year, wooh
just let me ride
You would do it if my name was Dre, second comin motherfucker
Throw it up for the king of L.A
I'm known for makin bitches take they
featuring Keith Sweat R.O.C.
[JD talking to R.O.C.]
[JD]
I'm feelin' that 2x is you wit' me?
I'm the type you see
bros. Fuck da hoes because they chose
Like my style, ain't shit to do wit what I wrote
I'm tryn float on a boat, owned by me
Aboard a plane, owned by me
it?[00:25.28]Who's this[00:27.02]It's Molly Rocks, by the way, Bitch, TF[00:31.88]Don't think I'm stuck in my ways[00:33.78]My mind just foggy wit haze[00:35.80]I can
dig?)
I went and called on young Illz
He come and pour it in my Faygo (Lean, lean)
Nigga try run up but I keep the K
It came wit' a potato (Brrt, bang)
I wish I wasn't I wish I had emotions but
Man fuck Bruce he a bitch
Bruce them waves is fake
Where your durag at?, you can tell by the shape
Fuck out
Tanjiro wit the slice, when I do it, I'm still nice
Shit, too nice in fact
I take the L and overthink like "why you do me like that ?"
Too many chances
trends
Eating up carbs
All the bread i can spend
I been super size since ninty tres
Blessed wit checks
Can't comprehend
But the biz fucked
I ain't gon
끊어진지 오래지 by my 손
plz do not call me
i do not wanna some kind of the fake u know
i just want diamonds yeah i do not fw
i do not cigarette but i smoke
no one else
But I got bros, ion need help
Live by the coast, where my ice melts
Gotta break bread wit the homies
Never a coupe I need more seats
Real, real niggas, that's all I gotta say
You fuckin' with the real, you ball to get gusted
Really, the real ain't shit to be fucked wit'
Protected by
before I take another L
They witching on yo downfall like they tryna cast a spell
And the shit yo team be boasting bout did that lil shit by myself
I know they'll leave me
All of my hundreds is blue & u green wit that L on yo head like Luigi
Niggas be picky bout food but when it come to u boy they
Gonna' put sunshine by my side
I need that heat to hold me right in front the line
So wavy watch my flow so soon you gonna' like
They will adopt my
Imagine erebody posted up on the block with they ice
On getting money in the dark it look like a light show
My uncle had the old school chopped
One had
the good game
I know hoochies, chickens
Homies, snitches
Pimps, killas, big butt bitches
Fakas, cake bakas, L.A. Lakas
I only fuck with real niggaz,
too much liquor
Ice so cold like brr
Icicles on her
Make that pussy purr
Ball up like a spur
Ain’t no amateur
Can you feel that?
You ain’t fuckin with
ass
J to the A Y to the drive by to your hood
Screamin' bye-bye to you, Why would you fuck with me?
Knowing I put you six feet deep and them niggas
range, we ain't doin' no drive-by's (yeah)
I still right here wit' hollows, nigga, and I got my Glock out (facts)
She keep tryna watch Netflix, bitch,
lingerie 24/7 he be running back to me
Ion even care what you doing
I give a fuk who you wit
Way I be riding that dick
He gon leave folks where they sit
It's
Few finks going around
Ay
Jewelry on me feel like ice man
Hitting licks I'm with right hand
Kept the bible by my night hand
Hit the plug like whats
care about the ice
Louis V and double G
Don't last forever
By the blood he made me clean
Only cause I let him
[JD talking to R.O.C.]
[JD]
I'm feelin' that 2x, is you wit' me?
I'm the type you see at the bar, fresh, buyin' it up
And every girl I talk to, yeah
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