Lyrics:
a fish tank
You niggas you be broke you be flexin' you ain't got no bank
Bout to make a movie with yo bitch call me Tom Hanks
On OnlyFans you can't watch
a fish tank
You niggas you be broke you be flexin' you ain't got no bank
Bout to make a movie with yo bitch call me Tom Hanks
On OnlyFans you can't watch
got caught he ain't snitch he on a stint (Yeah)
I'm a trapaholic selling Zaza by the stench (Word)
You can smell it out the bag and it's still zipped
lackin, thats far from me
Boy dumb as a bitch tryna' hit for a stain, ain't get no gain, nigga must be geeked
Drop 'bout a hit every week
Baby get it
ain't no capping
And your shorty good at giving me the top, ain't no capping
Mixing new money with the old bands
I been through a lot, I'm like an old man
to play leave a stain
Kiss on her body and her neck
I'm choking shit out just like im cane
Two freaky hoes by my side
Yeah i don't know i need a main
I be
no money from me (what? Nah)
And every nigga that's with me keep a gun (got it)
Bet not run up on us 'cause we ain't for none
We ain't for none
by the 9
Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch
187, don't make me whistle, bitch
, Hundred Bands
Hundred bands in a Bando
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
I go to war with a hundred of 'em
Everything I got by Faith
So I ain't gotta focus
(yeah)
I'm a stoner motherfucker, twisted up like candy cane (yeah)
Put her hands up by her head and dance like VV's on my chain
Fuck your feelings,
hit me from behind
Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Through this weary world of woe
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
No one on earth would ever know
hit me from behind
Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Through this weary world of woe
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
No one on earth would ever know
sending out Hit(s)
Shawty like to fight, like girls on Keijo!!!!!!
Like- ain't no fucking rapper out rappin' with my flow
Catch a pussy nigga lackin, I'm
And this ain't got nothing to do with a scale
Or being g-, little f-, but by the way
Thoughts are getting darker by the day
I'm a combination of Skylar
your dance, do your dance
I ain't signing with no label unless my cash be in advance
Only selling by the pound no window shopping for a gram
I don't
other level
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That sailed through the air and came down through the room
Doomed and determined to destroy all
(brothers and sisters)
It's a shame, you chose the dope game
Now you slang cane on the streets with no name
It was plain that your aim was mo' cane
You
Candy land gum drops
Sugar cane tooth pain
Coco rock ice cream
Bands on bands they sweet or somethin
Candy land gum drops
Suga cane tooth pain
Coco
pac-man
Run it up
Run it up
I ran up them bands
I run up them bands
I run up them bands
I ain't get a memo
I came in the game
Solo
Dolo
Catch plays
anywhere where the racks at
I'm takin' straight cash, no cash at
Shawty ripped it with her ass at
If it ain't real, don't grab that
Dressin' all black like
Like that bitch really pill popping
How her body take it
Niggas really deal shopping
Can't afford the payments
Told a bitch if u ain't got a band
You
on gotta keep It confidential damn
They know who did that work, gotta Keep it in the streets yeah
We trapping off the phone ain't Talking weed
I'm talking
life and I had new life
Nightmares of no money that's right I ain't have no life I ain't have no life
I was a ghost on the corner pass by I ain't get no
Aye they be like damn homey (Damn)
See you really bout that bag
I chase bands homey (I Chase bands)
I dont really fuck wit no friends
I do Fam only
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