Lyrics:
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
thrown in a lava tube
And watch the News say you disappeared
If you can't bang then back up
If you talk heavy then back it up
We the ones causing all
ain't no more, c'mon
Chorus 2X
[Mr. Serv-On]
I sit back and I watch women, y'all hooked on crack
And then I say god damn that makes me want to just pull
You know, that's why, man
I be telling you all the time, man, you know
Love, that word "love" is a very serious thing
And if you don't watch
If you come to my spot, you gon' need a motor scooter to tour (yeah)
I'ma put my dick in every hoe (yeah)
I'm just a freaky lil boy (yeah)
I
working, verses made by choice
I'm choosin' you, my younger bus rider
Tough and dying from the heat, leaking on the street
I know you're dirty on Kirby, but
like PlayStation
With patience you go cook stone e go soften
I dey run things now with kwai and deraboston
We fly higher
Phino fine o Mr Raw yana Timaya
My lil nigga about it
He sliding
He tryna go catch him a body
Uh
Claim u be wit
You lacking You hiding You Neva outside boy, I heard that u nervous
Talkin' bout money all the time put your stacks into it
Aye I'm Kso bae how you doin'
She sayin' that your boy fresco that's how I do it
Kso Mr. Get-Dough
Word bond real talk, do my dirt all by my lonely
'Cause them suckas will talk
I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free
You ain't a G, Don't fuck with me
you with it, you done
I'm a keep it a 100, you better get you a gun
Word bond real talk, do my dirt all by my lonely
'Cause them suckas will talk
I
plug in like 44 states you don't know where I be
Lil nigga think
I want you to think
I broke a bitch by mistake gave her purpose she gave me some cream
I
on you won't see me
Going out sad for no bitch
Fuck allat drama lil bitch
Yea
What you gotta say
Sike
I don't really care
Get the fuck up out my face
Need
the wrath, nigga, I rip in half niggas
You're quick to talk shit I'll whoop your ass, nigga
Then watch me blast, nigga, 'cause I'm the last nigga
You wanna
fucking bad so fucking fast
That your ass will be like, "fuck was that?!"
You better watch your fucking back
Who? You if you fucking rap
I go off on tracks
dance in that mirror while I watch
Girl please, you know you looking better than these bops
My lil baddie
My lil bae
How she pretty & she paid
This
woah, Now im on the scene aww shit
Red dot on your head like you work for target
Fuckin all these hoes like im Mr. Marcus yea
Woah, Try me if you want I
you gone get your stockings lead up
It's Christmas time
And my heart is so cold
I stay froze
This ain't diamonds and gold
Mr. Snow hailing from
smokin yo’ moves
Flexin to hoes
Tryna be cool
Lil’ bro you a fool
I can take yo bitch
And show you what to do
(Ah) Like this
Young nigga I Ball
Like my
a shitty sitch-I-ation
A year and a day, three years probation
Public humiliation, poor representation
Guilty by association
Now don't you know that
and a stick on me (yeah)
I need a coupon for that pussy (why?)
'Cause you know I'm not paying for it
I fuck 'round and beat up a hater
Choke me a lil' nigga
It puts what you did wrong in the distance by foggin your senses
I harbor resentment for bandwagons, and tailgaters
Braggart cats who ain't graduate
To anybody that embody the love for they kids, keep the family away
They lookin' at you too if you standin' by him, keep the family away
I'm lookin' to shoot
indirects, I don't care about those subliminals
Cos you see my beef, ends in prison or with funerals
Big Dee I will school them all, mugs all got tricked by
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