Lyrics:
the bossman in the suit with no tie
I can't be sober, I gotta stay high
Pour me some syrup in a Canada Dry
Ridin' in the spaceship like Bonnie and Clyde
All my life I've been a cowboy in my heart
Every western hero on the screen's
Been with me from the start
Ridin' high and showin' me the way
I ain't fuckin with none of ya'll
Real ones be
Too hard to
Come by
No shade boy yeah
Let um sun dry
Truth is
You a bitch
Man that's no lie
Brick by brick I'll tell you how it feels
Brick by brick We're built till it's real
Brick by brick You know how we feel
Brick by brick Build a home
face ugly
Turtle Pie, hundred dollar 'Wood, boy
This eighth funky
Ridin' in a Demon, next year
I'm gon' have Wraith money
Got a shooter in my gang
I
folks
Ain't got shit to prove
Fuck the hood, tinted, ridin' low
Got too much to lose
You know niggas don't live by a code
Guess it's fuck the rules
Can't
do like this sleigh-ridin' thing
You're lookin' so cute in
Your sleigh-ridin' suit
Even the horse turned around
And winked at you
I know I'm the envy
these bad bitches diggin' it (let's go)
Ridin' with a .50, she gon' fuck all this Givenchy, uh (fuck all that)
Lambo' truck with my shooters with some
for a nigga to try some shit
And niggas know that I've been savage, bitch
A hunnid shot can in my mattress
I been gettin' hoes, ridin' foreigns
shit, ayy
Nigga, who is you, ayy? Family, not a group, ayy
Ridin' with this tool, couple niggas I'm tryna shoot, ayy
Still with the shit, and I barely
Fuck a little freaky bitch at the trap
Last night I blew that nigga off the map
Pull up on 'em wit' the gat, it be black
Ridin' around wit' that
there
Bullets takin' naps off, cuttin' through your hair
Neck, wrist, ooh, seasick
Ridin' with them sticks in a big-body C6
Doin' lil' bitch, suckin'
the way it drives
But loves the way it parks
By the river in the moonlight
Listening to the AM station
'Cause the antennas missin'
She's my kind
by the drop
Yeah, I got millions, cash in what you got
Yeah, I got beans, baby, companies on my nut (My nut)
Yeah, we come 'round, we shootin',
'bout you
Yeah, I get money with my niggas I don't know 'bout you
Yeah, Glizock handle business, nigga, that ain't nothing new
Yeah, winter time ridin
that you ain't seen or you ain't know about
I sleep on Chrome Heart pillows at Lil Boat house
I'm doin' scammin', sendin' bows to your ho house
Ridin
the sky)
As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from hell a-ridin' on our range
Then cowboy, change
(It's a DP beat)
When you call me, I'm smokin' on gas
I was gettin' high, you already know that
Just me and her ridin' in the Scatpack
Totin'
I can't seem to shake these drugs
I been on it tell me how you want it, yeah
Kill 'em proper, creep up on him
Ridin' through them slums by my lonely
and two for me by tonight
I'll be
Loaded like a freight train
Flyin' like an aeroplane
Feelin' like a space brain
One more time tonight
I'm
Times"
feelin like J.J., I'm standin in the food bank line
My momma was ridin on the bus tryna get to work
Early in the morn', it's cold and her knees hurt
pass it to my nigga
Sippin on that liquor, flossin on you niggaz
Ridin through the hoody, fuckin with that goody
Flip-floppin pi-zaint, and we on some
[Majesty]
Ridin with death
[Layzie]
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
[Majesty]
Ridin with death
[Layzie]
We niggas rappin but
[BLOODY MARY]
Yo, there was this Crip, Crip, Crip ended up more cripple than handy man
Went hoo-ridin' and know who's hidin' in a minivan
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