Lyrics:
is hot
I gotta use my imagination, to change the situation
Yeah, Feds feast on street dons, look at their teeth showin'
Salivatin' at the mouth,
i'ma jump and get the bricks off
I'ma go get to this work running these numbers
The money come first now you look hurt
Lil Mama is pissed off cuz I left
look like flavors (blrrrd, they flavors)
This murder shit ain't nothin' to me, whackin' shit on the daily (this shit a daily)
Lil' bitch say she ain't
her, dummy.
Chorus
Girl, (listen up cunt) awooo, I gotta tell you somethin. Hey.
If you really knocked up by my homie, ima punch you in the stomach. (I
town caught a vibe now they bump my songs
Won't look back
Down for a minute stop-watch bounce back
Represent, down under you already know we got next
like ha
Ha
Shorty, yeah I could change your life, stop playing come by this side
Yeah
My body telling me how to get rich, I'ma listen to my enzymes
Look
saying but
Listen
To the Valentins, To the Valentins
Welcome to Tha Ali, Welcome to Tha Ali
You know how it be, you know how it be
Everything jolly,
ties[01:39.45]Couldn't see no other place for you[01:41.04]Except by my side, just be by my side[01:44.62]Wait, listen, I met that lil' bitch[01:45.23]She off of the Tris
the bag and go move to LA like Lebron
I been tryin' not to diss you know meechy been calm
Who's to say that lil meechy would ever be shining
Niggas flexin'
Be like lil nigga stop fronting start copping
Be like young nigga stop stunting start popping
When I say jump all the niggas start hopping
And I keep
Hey girl you could catch a flight
Mami getting wavy in the club tonight
The way she break it down, down to the ground
Give a lil twirl mami work it
chasing that throat
He thinking that lil' bitch a rider, she sending the low
You try to look sweet for them bitches, get bagged for a post
Yeah, I'm trying
me in a 'vert I ain' sippin' purp
Only time I listen when I'm at church
Water wrist it glisten look at da work
All up in my business she wanna lurk
to sleeping on the streets
Check my phone all the songs by me
‘Cause these lil niggas songs make me sleep
I got the whole damn game on my feet
I’mma end it here
breathing
Okay
Gwuap in the flesh, this ain't leaving
Come thru stunting, hoes stop breathing
Nigga you a motherfuckin' pussy
Okay
Nigga yo lil pussy ass stay
that, nigga, go 'head repeat dat, nigga
You might learn a lil' summin' if you learn to stop frontin'
I make it look easy on three piece bb's, rollin'
suck on that blicky
Lil' baby, come fuck in the car
Hundred thousand, hundred thousand, hundred thousand
Hundred thousand, hundred thousand, look
man
Tired of makin' girls fall out wit a kiss, man
One listen and you're stuck, music just like quick sand
Older people say that lil' young dude
things on mind and he always listens
Back to the grind ion need a tissue
Coming full throttle I'm a big missile
I can't stop I gotta keep going
I'm taking
you hear me, Do you hear me,I'll talk to you cos i chose too
Yo check this out its your boy Lil Durk and I'm rocking with the stack or starve, DJ 100%
a girl and you're a guy
So come on let's give love a try
Tell me lil' boy
You need love like I do (don't you)
I can tell by the way you look
When
(good)
Lil' Mick Jagger up in that pussy (bow)
Baby (bow) I like wood (bow)
Beat that pussy slow then I turn up, beat it fast (aye aye)
Arch it when
was misled by another lil' boy
and this is what he said
"Me and you, Guy, we gonna make some cash
robbing' old folks and making' the dash"
They did
was misled by another lil' boy
and this is what he said
"Me and you, Guy, we gonna make some cash
robbing' old folks and making' the dash"
They did
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