Lyrics:
like the candy man, Rasta nigga like Beenie Man
These niggas really look up to me, so you will always be under me
I got the buzz like a bumblebee
I
Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by
supa fly still ice my whole band up
Still hit cha man up still got my grands up
And rather flowin on tha beat
Or i catch u in tha street
Bitch i still
and scratch that break
Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way
And let's go
(You are now smoking with the best, the best)
I said one more time for
that's how it is
Got insurance on the floor, man I'm that positive
And I'm shaggy in the saggy lens (ooh)
Me and my squad in the paddy wagon tally Benz
Anyting shh get shh
Make man trip, spill, vomit
Shh got shh from the shh
Way lil bro, one lock it
Last night won that lat
Blood all over the bonnet
I had
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big"
let God take the rest
Oh fuck, this what we doing now
I got the baddest pedigree that you have just ever seen
Ain't nobody gonna fuck with a man
I got for
This new shit for the GOOD music
Joint we opened up the album with this
Joint that me and Skrillex did together
PW: M-m-m-mm i like that
I got a bitch stay in the hood with a whole quarter key
Put that choppa in her name and keep it right on the seat
Man, these niggas say they fly,
let's go
Step up out the club wit a dizzy head
I got two chick that got dizzy legs
I'm bout to double up (One on each arm)
You know I'm bout
Talkin' big money, bitch, uh
That little shit you talkin' 'bout
That's lunch money
We don't even smoke that, I got-I got-I got-I got so much (so
I’ll take one question i wanted
To vibe off an idea, and then I
Can riff off of that…they said I’ve
Got 20 minutes or so, i might go longer
OK,
the ghetto
We dey play do many shows
Shadawt to the elorm beenie
And the giggers on the road
Squad
So who be the bald man
Everyone here suppose to chop
Says by
a flame, throw up, but you know that I be flamin' shit
Best believe by yourself, you got your life or will we take it
I ain't got this gun for nothin', run
Tick tock, tick tock
(Clean Bandit)
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock (Mabel)
Tick tock, tick tock (ay Beenie Man, we able, yeah)
'Round
Mississippi, they want me in Old Cheyenne
Wherever you may look tonight, you will see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado or Georgia by the sea
Working
Mississippi, they want me in Old Cheyenne
Wherever you may look tonight, you will see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado or Georgia by the sea
Working
Dj khaled, we're the best, nigga we're the best man
Whoo we nikka (listen)
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really
what we do best
Flock his projects, that's a home run, Day
The baseball is what we do best
Carpe diem, that's how you say seize the day in French
I stand
Tropical vibes
Build a spilf and get high
Cutest girl by my side
Fried
Cookie bop to the sky
And I know you know
She's the one that I chose
That's
down pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
(Yungstar)
Out H-town, showin surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nuthin but ground
I'm talkin
myself that there's no other way
Perhaps she never, never understood
That this man was doin' the best he could
I wish the girl all the very, very best
this comes from a really raw place, I hope this reaches someone that needs to here it - you're not alone)
I got wasted
You ever look back to a certain
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