Lyrics:
come in with you
You got cash on the side
( I told em )
All these bitches mad I’m his girl he’s all mine
( i swear )
All these bitches mad I’m his girl
Have a conversation with her
See how much you gon get triggered
Go head bring her round your friends
See how much they wan say nigga
Imma check out her
Have a conversation with her
See how much you gon get triggered
Go head bring her round your friends
See how much they wan say nigga
Imma check out her
dope
I can't stop saying his name
It's Stylz
By the way
By the end of the day
You gone play this shit again
With a friend
Replay
Throw that ass
Baby girl
, nigga
No In-N-Outs mean no knife
No Ad-Libs mean no gun
Trying to make some shit disappear
You heard me
Yeah, I'm fucking with that
ting breach gang fam we're match fit them gal there cant hack this
Its a mad ting g you don't really really wanna clash with me
Your bars are basic like
the shots
Might catch a stray
They gone put me to bed
Fill me with lead
Now I'm a casualty
Baby don't be mad at me
Baby don't be mad at me
Baby don't be mad
and pearls
That's my Russian roulette
Put a flower set on your neck
I'm here to protect you, baby
So I protect you, baby
See me with these different
of dawn
I'm the Biz Mark, and I'm a sure shot
All of a sudden, you you you you..
I got a friend by the name of Charlie
Charlie got a wife by the name
of strickly triple 6
You need the mark to buy your food, clothes, and kicks.
Niggaz pick 6, and live inside reflections of their flicks.
No looking back. I
in my brain
Girl you got me loving you, loving you
Lo-lo-loving you, baby
What else can I say?
I'm mad, I'm wrong, and yeah you right
I'm off
Uh I, I love the way you dance
And I'm tryna lose myself somewhere in your pants
Yea yea, yea yea
Baby, I need you K I S S I N G M E
I need you L O
Pull up with a 2 by 2
I don't think you know my woes
Gotta watch out for my Bros
Lotta Serpents on the Road
Racks on racks
The paperchase don't end
it
Write it on a pad and I make a hit about it
Yeah
Take that risk with me baby girl
Yeah I'm different (Yeah I'm different)
You can tell by my flow
We can make war or make babies
Back when I was nothin'
You made a brother feel like he was somethin'
That's why I'm with you to this day boo no
the satin to touch
They brag about us, mad about us
We toss it up, come on
You nasty Hev, you nasty
(Go 'head, baby)
You nasty Hev, you nasty
(Go
for no ex
So, so, sorry out of sight
You can argue with yourself
I'm on some after hour shit, yeah (yeah)
And don't be hitting me up
Looking for
doe
Why'knahmsayin'? I'm tryin' to keep it civilized
But motherfuckers keep fuckin' with me doe mayne
In case you don't know my name, I'm 'bout
a blade
They leave a mark
They leave a mark
They leave a mark
You bit me up you angel shark uh!
You angel shark
You angel shark uh! you angel shark!
Now
know you mad cause I don't
Learn baby learn baby
I know you mad cause I don't
Call you my baby
Call you my baby
You know I'm just a corpse
You
mad cuz' they girl roll with us
Only that real and you know that we don't front
Plus, I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mother
a while nigga fuck you I'm alright
I was the realist chick to you when you was no one inside
And yes I'm going off on your ass cause see now I am mad
I
We can make war or make babies
Back when I was nothin'
You made a brother feel like he was somethin'
That's why I'm with you to this day boo no
drunk uh
Fuck uh
Oh that's you're bitch I don't give no fuck bruh
I'm smokin' on good shit baby rollin' up elephant tusks woah
Fuck woah
Fuck bro
Get
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