Lyrics:
like Jason and Freddy
Look at what y'all did, I was trying to be good
Y'all made me leave the hills and come back to the woods
I'ma blaze like Derreck
thing, nigga (I'ma do my thing, pops)
The only way we get it, only way we know to get it (my back off the wall this time, pussies)
Off the block, off
Ima get drunk and bury my money (bury my money, bury my money)
Time to get turnt up, grimey muddy (grimey muddy, grimey muddy)
Big boy, big game,
the money team
We got 40s on our waist, 30s in them things
I'ma let this hammer blow, bitch, I ain't worried 'bout a thing
I got all the shells on me,
I'm ready to go
Anticipation plays after four
I need you now
Baby, I'ma get you right now, baby yeah
When I touch you tell me how it feels
Trust
[Click Clack]
Alright
[Chorus]
You gon' make me clock you
I'ma have to pop you
You gon' make me pop you
I'ma have to pop you
You gon' make me pop
I can't be the only who takes you home
Oh, you've been out with everyone, you can't sleep alone
I'ma do the same thing that you been doing
I'ma do
rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing
Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head
This a motion picture from
don't even care what they're singin' about
I'm just 16, sneakin' out in daddy's car tonight
I'ma need a 1-2-3, Mississippi
Timeout right now 'cause
dance until the song's done, come on
Don't hate the groove
If the bitch wanna choose gon' and shake her loose
If a nigga act rude I'ma take his boo
No no don't act like that
I know I told you I'll be right, right back
As long as you can bring that right back
I'ma give it to you like, like that
don't get it)
'Cause you're the only one
I'm-a be good with just one girl
One girl
That's all I need
I'm-a be straight with just one crib and two
right?
Even though I'm not your man, you're not my girl
I'ma call you my lil' yeah, yeah
And I can't stand to see you treated bad
I drop that bag
out your house
That street love
I’ma hide racks in your couch
That street love
Roll my weed
Put the strap in your purse
Baby hold me down
Yeah
bae though
I ain't tryna cook no shrimp alfredo
Keep an extra nigga in the cut like Fredo
I ain't gotta lie, I'ma give it to you straight up
I'ma be
(for the top)
Ima take my shot praying that I don't miss (I don't miss)
Yea even if I miss (if I miss)
Better know I won't quit (oh, no)
I'm 2 legit
aight,
My whip gone need a visa foreign no brakes,
And you can kick yo feet up while we rotate... yea,
Hook:
Let yo seat back while we rotate,
Ima hit yo
soft)
Fuck a loss (fuck a loss)
Ima boss (IMA WHAT?!!)
Pay da cost
Fuck you thought (fuck you thought)
Watch ya mouth
Get ya block knocked off
Never lose sight
On me mc vey
Ima eat this mic up
Like a entree
Meet you in the hallway
Throw ya down the stairway
Let yo body decay
Ain't no
HOOK
Let me know baby let me know now
I been in my feelings ima say it no lie
Got a hundred people telling me to slow down
Is you really with me
cannabis, roll up my spliff
Hannibal, Hannibal, look what I did
Edible, edible, got the munchies
But I got the bungees, I'ma jump off this ship
But I bet he
Beautiful (Lyrics)
Don’t act like you’re not beautiful
Does he tell you that you’re beautiful
I know that you are beautiful
So ima tell you that
Questioning my dedication
Saying I'm not
Motivated, all I say
Is I have a dream to be great
(Bridge)
Ima Look at them and say…
(Chorus)
Who the fuck are
ride stupid
Dreams gon exclusive, real to the truest
Dripping they ain't know I sing
Hating on me cuz they know a nigga stay on fleek
But Ima get bag n
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