Lyrics:
sizzle picks it a foul out
Package your rap attack, it's for presses and stash
They catch your track by the tail and smack they head on the nail
I'm more D'Angelo Lady
I go wherever you take me
You push and pull to you break me
So baby tell me the truth...
It's me or its you...
This love is
Danger Danger
There's a brand new stranger
Claiming that's he's backed by lil baby from the manger
Yes
It's me
Young Theerie
Tryna make the world
on the wild side of town
If you want a bad boy then baby you got it
Got a bad toy sittin' in the parkin' lot
Take you to the wrong side of the tracks
Baby you
of the tracks
Baby you ain't gonna wanna come back
'Cause I'm a free bird and damn proud of it
You're a sweet girl, are you sure you wanna ride with me?
Gonna
Baby, here I am
By the railroad track
Waiting for my baby
He's coming back
Coming back to me
On the 503
And I won't be long
No, I won't be
Baby, here I am
By the railroad track
Waiting for my baby
He's coming back
Coming back to me
On the 503
And I won't be long
No, I won't be
chin
And we all got to do, what we got to do
Catch this, you made a diss track
We made a hit track, and we dissed you on it
We gave you a whole track
you on down
It's time we make like we was making tracks for higher ground
I'm always taking chances and got me by on luck
One a few and lost a few,
know what I'm talkin' bout
'Cause you just get me yeah you so pretty
If everything is dipped in gold
Then baby it will never grow
Everything sweet ain't
Aw Lord baby, she got a flip phone
Da damn baby, I been smokin'
Been chokin' and it's so potent baby
We high baby
And you got the silver Gucci by my
Yeah, talk about what?
Talk about Kapri Baby
(Bihh, Yeah)
Yeah he grown but nigga he still a baby
(I mean he still a baby)
And you can't be my lady
!!!
Like a pit, what you get, is what you wit' me so I took it!
[Chorus 2x]
[20 Grand Pikasoe - Verse Two]
This track'll make me zone
fuckin' miss
First on your baby mama bucket list
You on some sucka' shit, might as well suck a dick
'Cause you being a bitch just for the fuck of it
(I'm storm cloud, baby)
Shootin' blanks now, you son of a gun (you can roll like thunder all over me)
Oh, who you gonna give it to?
Who you gonna
(I'm storm cloud, baby)
Shootin' blanks now, you son of a gun (you can roll like thunder all over me)
Oh, who you gonna give it to?
Who you gonna
brand new so you can view a view
I got equisite, exhibit, explizzit
Is it a whiz kid or kid quiz it, well is it
Relax, I'll track out, lap the halpf
not the pet
Dig this here man
Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks and contracts," you know
on baby tell me what's your answer, you gonna cross the line
Ah, quit your sniveling, it's no or yes this time
What you're hungry? we'll stop by mickey d's
Fuck you so good know you like it like that
Hit it from the back while I'm pulling on your tracks
Give you dick so good know you like it like that
I
JoJo
Took a dancer to the crib, now I say she gotta go-go
Told her I don't want no love, baby what's the hold up
I just wanna kick it by myself and maybe
Don't let nobody turn you 'round brother
You got to know when it's good to go
To get your dreams up off the ground
Keep the faith
Baby, yea
Because
at your wrist baby it's bust down
Just look at your whip and crib baby it's plush now
It's Felipe on plate when we at lunch now
See you was by my side when
mad
Please don't be mad, uplifting all black women on this track
Leave him girl if he love you he come back
Baby just focus on getting that bag
Sitting
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