Lyrics:
to spray ya
Let them boys know, in here with the Yungstar
And he finne flow, and he
Ain't no fucking punksta
So I'm finne pass it
Hopping like a rabbit
Man
I gotta go and get it dats by any means
I know you hear the trumpets
Stack dat cheddar stack dat cheese feed da family
I know you hear the sound
Man
he made it home Sug Gang
He like bro I know Bout you Nigga, line up them hoes I got you
Ain't got no times to play games
It's Time to get in dat mode
a smile even if it might be fake
My nigga keep a extra clip a knock a nigga out his gold tooth
Feel like a different person when I'm sober man I told you
the fie, and turn to Hercules
But they must be out they mind, ain't no merkin' me
Right now I gotta' bad yellow bitch slurping me
I'm going raw, she gone
Chilling with Drake and Im loving the views
Got girls by the 2s
They ain’t in the pews
They on they knees keeping me amused
Man it seemed like I was dreaming
euros by the pound I'm talkin' London
If it ain't about some millions boy you ain't sayin' nothin', you ain't sayin nothin'
Actin' like you tough, when
me on my bum
When I shoot the moon, high jump thе broom
Like a preemie out the
Womb, my partner yelling, "Too soon!
Don't do it! Reconsider, read some
splattered
My man said dat he wants work and
Dat his fast but more time
It don't matter
He don't pick up da phone
Dats a red flagg
Early signs I must take with
the people say
Cause they ain't putting paper in my pocket anyway I'm
Going all out and that's by any mean
By any means, by any means I'm going all out
it
Cellular definition of stunting
To feel something better within (Sally)
Pocket selling hope like it's dope
Out of a coke can
Sally make a man out
really going on
Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no
the props came out the swamps, off the hemp make,m limp popp’m like a blimp whisper of jinns how ever we sin still fiXates by her skin / off dat bottle a gin
and out nobody's gonna visit the pen
Ed or deadd dat
I'm not on dat
Unless she bend back
I dont want dat
Fuck fame and a name where da funds at
And I aint
rock
Just a couple reasons why they comin
For my head top (for my head top)
Ain't nothin dat I learn
Man, I been fly (been fly)
Yeah, I stay winning
By
of a magazine ain't even got a album out
Hop at da streets my delete cuh my hits out
Now I'm da one everybody wanna talk about
Hustle hard ball harder dats wat I
the rap was like real wack and shit, so that's all the response
He said, "Man, that was tight"
And that was it, you know, I ain't get no deal or nothin'
steady at your eyes
I remember DVD’s
Man time is passing by
I can’t tell you what they see in me
Sometimes I wonder why
Sometimes I wonder why I feel like
dangerous nigga yeah, yeah
They gon try to do sum and get popped at ask "where ya mom at?"
Im like dat, mm turn me up turn me up look
Aint time for no crying
wack
Fuck dat 9 to 5
Take to loo long
Man I need it fast
I ain't wit dat heavy labor
I ain't tryna break my back
Pull up at da store
Out Da horse
Gucci
gone see them talk shit but I'm going see em cop out
If youion see ah body then you probably see ah knock out
Man these niggas all the same
I see
bitch I'm like Peter Park
Take her out and keep her heart Smith & Wesson keep it charged
Unc say he gone keep the guard
This your ho man keep the broad
drugs just heal my pain I tlk dat shitt bitch I’m bout it We bang out like devil ain’t fa da games Bitch them demons tlk to me yea dawg I feel like I’m
But I'm glad so say I think dat I'm on my way
Dey say dis click has No motherfuckin' Limits
Fuck with a nigga have yo guts hangin out like spinach
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