Lyrics:
Cause you know that I'm
I'm sick of the same sounds
I'm tearing this house down
I need a moment, I need a moment
What am I supposed to do
I don't do sad
the next thing, you know
The day before that I was wed
She went upstairs and she shot her head
I'm amazed i'm amazed, ah!
I'm amazed i'm amazed
And when I
Albino sunburned girl
I really love you, girl
I'm an oyster, and you're a pearl
Albino sunburned girl
Give me the chance to love you and
I'll show you that
problems
Every time it's on, we ridin' all night
If I ever catch you out in traffic, then it's on sight
Know I'm gon' rock out with my chrome, I'm talkin'
get me some more
Been working before adolescence that's just the life I know
I'm grinding to take care my family and who I call my own
FaceTiming with
Psychedelics got me, rolling baby I'm trippin (Oouuuuuuuu)
Tell me why
Tell me why
Shawty we lit ok
We pop in this bitch like a zit (OK YEA)
She know what it is
with a
Big heart said she do care (Do care)
I just been running 'round
Chasing big checks, need a fair share
(Fair share) i'm gonna be there
If I said
perfect
They used to not pay me no nevermind
Niggas these numbers don’t ever lie
Fuck with your boy like a pedophile
Damn I’m fly
I’m so high I might need
the park, bitch
I'm finna strike it out
Knock it out the park, bitch
I'm finna strike it out
Knock it out the park, bitch
I'm finna strike it out
Knock it out
Ooh, baby, yeah oh, yeah
Yeah
Running through this hell
It's hard for me to tell
If you're with or against me
I'm still wishing well, oh
You stay
Ghost bite ain't none of these diamonds
Son, these pills ain't gon'
Stop me from lying
I'm sleeping with my exes, exes, exes
(exes, exs)
I'm booking
who tryin to get it
I’m going outta business drop your money off
I get my bitch to throw it out the window
Newman bought a box of Goodies
Blow it out
Ayy, turn the music up for me Chris
Ayy, Chop, just give me a banger, know what I'm sayin'
Know what I'm sayin', shout out Chris
Tell me do you
to the cash (Gettin' to the cash)
Shooters on go (Shooters on go)
Shooters on go (Shooters on go)
Talk to me nicely
When I pull up, I'm stuntin'
I'm talkin'
(Kid) so that’s your girl dawg
Lemme tell you something bout Penelope
I’m taking her to the mall, she Gucci fiend
Let me answer FaceTime, this here
Yeah
The jet just landed (Jet)
Make the bitch take off her panties (Panties)
Uh, I'm doing damage (Damage)
We put the pounds in the hammock (Pounds)
Cartier sir Cartier
Slowed up, I fucked up
Off them two cups, sensation (Sensation)
I'm racing (Racing) in my mind (Skrrt)
Tokyo drift, ayy (Skrrt)
Okay okay
Uhum why
I, I, I, I gonna tie you up
I might slit your throat (No)
Do what I wanna do
I punish you, I punish you
I'm gonna force you down
Now the money going up now
(up now) , up now (yeah)
I put diamonds on my teeth
Like I'm from uptown
Now she tryna come around and let me fuck now
I done
I'm talkin' money, I'm talkin'
She if ever found me, know
She got a down nigga, huh
I told her love me, or love me
I'm gone pitchin' this drink
Why the fuck is they mad, they envy
Two chains on, I'm gettin' it
'Fore I hang with the fake I'm in the studio gettin' it
They stop a lot of shows, I
I'm a hitta by myself
I'm a hitta by myself (L's)
"Hello?"
"Man whatup bro what's good?"
"Chillin' chillin', man, motherfucker back down in these
conseco
Lambo spinout no tornado
Nasty slut wanna play like a angel
But she got cracks all in her halo (hol up)
Everyday I'm makin' me a movie like heat
I’m
All these bitches wanna fuck for fame
All these niggas take to build their fame
A nigga like me, I can fuck off my name
Where I'm from, I can
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