Lyrics:
Dis chevy got they attention and fuckin dem hoes up
'Cause I'm
[Chorus: x2]
Dope Boi fresh, dope Boi dope Boi dope Boi (4x)
Ooo he's so fresh
til’ I can’t see
I know a few a niggas that hate me
I hope y’all pull on them safety’s
Three or four hoes tryna date me
One JD’s and two Liik’s
She I had
the pretty brown curls and
them white high tops
Whole time he met her with silence
Nervous by her mind
And threatened by her kindness if
Only he knew that
ride 4 me I ride 4 you
(Verse 2)
And when you pop them muthafuckas
You pop them bitches till they stop bleed
I'm coming through and my glock leaps
but two and that four in the cup
Lookin' like, damn, lookin' like, damn, lookin' like, damn, where can I start? (Start)
Swim in that water, we see
gonna stop stop?
Another day in black and white
One, two, three, four, five
Another week goes by
I'm half alive
I'm getting sick
I'm faking this
I'm over
mode (Beast mode)
We make em count 1234 (3, 4)
Plain white tee on me hoe
This just the intro
Yea
Im so forgetful
I was just gone let him slide
He was
One, two, mic checking
Three, four, I stay repping
I'm a veteran, I turn the mic into a weapon
One, two, mic checking
Three, four, I stay repping
I
Money calling i got me bout 3 phones
Money calling i got me bout 3 texts
Yea
Money calling i got me bout two phones
Feel like Kobe I'm pouring up 2
Hand on my heart while i'm drivin the boat
Steering the sheep while i'm guided by G.O.A.Ts
Nas gave me the power with what he had written
4th song down,
A mapantsula a thata a khoaetseng...
3 star, ba bitsana bo my king...
Site-eng mo ho senang le li light-e...
Banna ba ts'oereng okapi le pipe-e...
U tla bona
Presidential, maybe I should run
Still get 'em by the ton, sixty-five three times a month
Bag, what you doin'? Baggin', baggin'
2020 McLaren, Moe got me
still spinning
Valet lookin' like he in the game and must be winning
To room four-nine-O I'm headed; on my way up
There's three girls on the elevator
black tee, Ball in his black tee
It ain't just me pimping we all got a black tee
[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
And I got a 1-2 Bun
Got 36 O's for the 2-1
on the floor, three by the door and a kitten sat on my head
No!
There’s three in the bath, two by the hearth and three on the window ledge
This poxy cat curse
the city white lows, blue flags
Know I keep two flags on bang
I just dropped a Urus for the gang
Catch me in the city, young nigga, four chains
Signed
'm one of a kind
And I'll shock your mind
I'll put t-t-tickets in your behind
I said 1-2-3-4, come on, girls
Get on the floor
A-come alive, y'all gimme
I wear more bling to The Source and Soul Train's
More chains than rings, niggas won't do a thing
I bangs the four-four in plain, daylight I
Roc-Wears, bandannas and white tees
Me without a gun dawg, unlikely
You know I keep the heat right under the wifebeat'
Three-X-T, I'm Lincoln now, you can't
I wear more bling to The Source and Soul Train's
More chains than rings, niggas won't do a thing
I bangs the four-four in plain, daylight I
I'm trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw
(I smoke one ounce staring
polynesian
Hot take
I got one, two, three
Four, five, six
Seven, eight, hot takes
I like dippin' fries in my milkshakes
I like eating extra rare steaks
I got
That power
Oh, oh oh
This is on a bus back from camp. I'm thirteen and so are you. Before I left for camp I imagined it would be me and three or four
]
[Verse 2:]
We in the V.I.P. and everybody twisted baby drop it
low like a go go vixen lookin 4 my crew cause some of us missin'
Well money talk 4 me well
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