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on her knees
Just met her
Ride with gorillas and killers
And steppas
Watching my feet I'ma drill 'em
Can't help 'em
Ten toes down
I'ma shoot like Stephen

the key
Or get a gram for the fee
Regardless bitch ima do me
Me
Bitch ima do me
Me
Regardless bitch ima do me

(Check this out folk)

Up, I put yo ass in

hear I'ma drop
Now they
All be hating
I leave them waiting
Like just be patient
And you'll see greatness and
When the time right, I'ma be better than

hope you really, really ready
Time is really ticking, man, you better get going
Ima keep on going 'til my body starts soring
I pour my blood, sweat

(Grah, Grah)
I might pop like to many perc's
Just so I'll be geek for the week
Glock on my body you know I'ma tweak
I'm in the night, you know I'ma

Jizzle on the way home
Yea they sick
Right trick wrong nigga
I be damned if ima lick
Playing roles till I'm gone
Future coming out strong
Told her

Nobody use to have faith in me
Cooking up in the studio like a bakery
Careless what they say about me
Ima keep on making on this money
Big appetite

and mangled
When I see that bitch I swear that I'ma strangle
Promised we gon' meet I swear that it's a fable
Fairy wings on now I'ma fly high
Let me die now,

The way you move yo body
Know you like to party
You did me like that
So ima do you like this

Gave you my time
Even though you want more
How we supposed

I be like girl shake that ass & bounce
Life can be crazy so u gotta live it now
These haters be plotting just to count ur ass out
But Ima stay fly I

that little bitch is yours
But fuck that they know how I get down
Ima always pour a four
Walked out of her life cause a young nigga was getting bored
Now

Moving this way wasn't apart of the math
I swear I been all in my bag
If I lose it once ima get it right back l
Believe me I know to adapt
Niggas

Mr steal your bitch i'ma asshole
Give her good dick and i send a bitch back home
Bitches wanna know where i'm at now
I be in the club popping bottles

If I want some racks, Ima go get it
다 먹어 내 식구들 끼리
내 식구들 끼리 we litty
Look what weve done, we did it
너한테 줄 바엔 Ima jus keep it
매일같이 we gon kick it
그럴동안

but I aint smoke I’ma good you bitch 
 I’ma kill depression like I’m special still don’t have a cash yeah 
 fuck you’re fashion boy from trash yeah I’ma

I don't need to flex
If I want him I got him
I take his paper then I jet
He obsessed
Homie been scoping me
Hoping I'ma give him sex
He lucky I fuck

They make fast food
This ain't a contest
I'ma real woman
Not an object
I'ma real artist
Read the fine print
You cant have my soul
This is God sent 
In

Ima shag, Austin powers on you niggas
Feeling bad, Michael Jackson to you niggas
Ima drag, keep my drive and get these figures
Now they, mad sun is

Shh, shh
You ain't gon' do shit, you fuckin' tweaker
She tell me, "slow down," I'ma put it deeper
My joints be bumpin' through the fuckin' speakers

we shoot with that
Ima pick up a bell what they charge at the farm
Ima throw the pack one hundred yards with my arm
I'm off two perc tens i'm

Hey, wanna hand me my lighter i'm tryna spark
Aye, ima ghost kid i cant help imma leave you in the dark
Aye, ima get my diamonds shining up yea like

bouta' cop another Ounce
I'ma smoke it till it's dead and then I rinse repeat again
Until I start to buy pounds, Federal Amounts
Fuck a top 5 I ain't happy

in like a bandit in her life I take her soul
Ice all on my body like I'm coming from the snow
And I want to stunt in a Maybach
Know what I want ima

Hollup, wait, we got it lit, we cause a moshpit
Ima take a trip down to the Roc, where the opps bitch?
ANTI in whip, he got the stick, he let that