Lyrics:
the cush by the pounds
Nigga ankle blingin' baby wrist on freeze got
The pinky on the ice love a bitch wit gold teeth nigga hot
Girl nigga loving the G
accompany us out
Of this long night
That will grab us by the hand
When we are ready to take flight
Seat back and tray table
In the upright and locked
spit
Speak my own slang-uage
Still I am the real-iest
Surrounded by Ciroc but your boy sipping Hennesey
Loves is a hospital and I was born in V.I.P.
(Dynasty style, Mishon, Doe Mac, just doin it)
In the back of the class sippin my juice with Devon
(The way we love to do it)
(We be partyin with the young
the sweetest love)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
When they landed here, your boy was stranded here
Kind of crazy, started all this shit with just a strand of hair
Me
to get me
She helped me out in this shit
But to me she was just another bitch
Now she's back with her mother
Now I'm realizing that I love her
Now I'm
to get me
She helped me out in this shit
But to me she was just another bitch
Now she's back with her mother
Now I'm realizing that I love her
Now I'm
boots
The Wall Street guy
With that Neil McCoy tattoo
The back-road buck and Merle traditionalists
Whole lot of love and never been kissed
This ain't a Maybach but my Audi A8 seats go way back
They go way back
Studders on the Cutlass
I'm a golden nigga what
Livin' like the OG slime
for my brother to call
Listen for the sun, but it sounded like fall
Royce is gone, he took himself from us all
Trying to stand tall with my back
awfully hot like coffee pots, these artists love to talk a lot
Back on my rap shit, this ain't no hippity-hop at the barber shop
Social media twisted
the Lord of hosts has purposed
And who shall annul it?
And his hand is stretched out
And who shall turn it back?
And we have known
And believed
The love
on slow
Sheriff told Billy's ma that Billy died
She buried his body by the riverside, alright
[Chorus]
Well rich man want the power and the seat
West side highway views we Cruisin
Sleep Inna back seat long way home
West side highway
50 dollar Uber
Sleep on you but you so small
Feels so
fucking hoes fa too long
"I'll never stop"
Junkies been on my line fa too long "ill never stop"
One bitch in the back seat Thats one stuffer
Two bitches
out"
'Cause I'll be drinking in the back seat until you figure me out
Wish I could come up with a reason for all the guilt I found
For all the guilt I
Might go take this bitch to the back seat
I told my boy I need that gas, he said get at me
I think my blunt just told me boy you better not pass me
I
my throne like tony I gotta watch my back
No excuses til I die
Should've lived those dark days with me you would've been by my side
Writing you poetry
and my love seat
Yes I done break down packs
Made racks by myself and never got sent out countries
Gyally just bent out lovely
Gyally let me hit so fit
Sippin' on straight chlorine, let the vibe slide over me
This beat is a chemical, beat is a chemical
When I leave don't save my seat, I'll be back
I wan' get out the streets
Dirty money keep on callin' me
Been snappin' on these beats
So my family, they can fall on me
Back then no one had thought
an instinct (Love)
I fall in love
When the sun doesn't cut it, who will? (Love)
When the sun doesn't love
I saved you a seat (Love)
Right by the beach next
a fluorescent orange
Dress and four inch heels to address the court
With a bullseye on his back
His whole chest and torso
Are left on the doorsteps
I'll apologize later
I applaud all my haters
You niggas hid under radar
I claim my seat at the table
I'll apologize later
But now I'm talking big
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