Lyrics:
And I know some of y'all are gonna say it's not that deep, but a horse dragging a doll with a noose around its neck
Taken from her mother and put in
it is, East West all day
I go by the name of- ahh don't worry 'bout that
(All around the world) Come take a trip, ma
(All around the world) Come
see me on the video, oh no
Did you see me on the video, oh no
So if you like me let me know
Let me in the studio
I got 21 seconds before I got to go
Did
they know that I'm the goat
I might go all out on some Rockstar Gear for this video
And it's only filmed by 1 nigga, told CB to come on let's go
bring around no fakeness
Only come around me with that realness
Real cars, real jewelry in my name Not a fake video, life ain't a game
Realness is my
then something happened and he changed almost overnight
He called and texted me sounding amped up and delirious
He was spouting all kinds of crazy
make sure you all seated
In Billboard read it, believe it
(Chorus)
[G-Dep]
Soul Controller, rap Ayatollah
Kids hate me when they older I put
make sure you all seated
In Billboard read it, believe it
(Chorus)
[G-Dep]
Soul Controller, rap Ayatollah
Kids hate me when they older I put
like a frisbee
And you tellin' your business, she tell me your business
You tell that bitch what you feelin'
All of the beans you be spillin'
To you,
them words around
You won't get Molotov's back
Respect like she gave me three children
Stuck through it
When dirt was all that I was dispensing
I can't
Let's go
Nothing feels the same
Lame niggas talking that rah rah shit you will feel the pain,
I roll around town with a blick on my hip you will feel
over and fuck you by my studio councils
Poundin' a shady nigga layin' the wood
Video tapin' me hittin' it from the back
Throwin' up the hood, yeah,
is Warren
I'm down with the Pound 'cause I get around
So let me scoop you, swoop you and take you
Gimme a chance and I'ma break you
Down
go out with me
Now I'm a big celebrity
All around the world
With a million girls
At my party
From London to LA
I own a few cafe's
I ain't
pon di gunman dick
Baby, you want dis? No, me don't spoil bitch, dawg
All of a sudden she nuh badda want me
Me d'even feel no way, dawg
A next
the Pound 'cause I get around
So let me scoop you, swoop you and take you
Gimme a chance and I'ma break you
Down to the very last compound
With my homies
keep hitting my phone
Bodies adding up she keep turning to a hoe
Tryna give me love she keep begging for some more
Gotta bag up videos on the low
Shawty
you play with
Did you threaten me? This dude's
Gonna get a sore
Throat from all the singing he's about to do
You son of a bitch another million is added
the game was a tray full of ice cubes
I'm the coldest and the hardest still
They thought the "All Over The House" video would crush me
Last week I did five
for two minutes
Shoot two videos spit two lyrics
Now all of a sudden their names getting mentioned
In the same sentence as mine by the critics
What has
for video
Yeah it's all pretty basic
Haan bante ek din me gaane when I feel amazing
I'm writing these words as I flow to bane gaane engaging
I take
I'm humble
Get money out the hood where I'm most comfortable
Play with me and I'mma go bucks
Shot a video in the middle of Yonkers
Real niggas, what's
on Sunday, Bloody Sunday
(What about Texas?) They need to chill with the gun play
(New York city y'all) Police are at the door
the Magnum was by
it
Hit me bout some bitch i didn't hit i can admit it
You intimidated by how i overstimulate it
When i'm in her body she say papi you can get it
Drip
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