Lyrics:
by my full name
It ain't no mystery I scooped you with some good game
In the stu, at 3, I'm leaving at the one two
Gotta couple bands if I really
loyalty you wanna get hired
Mhm mhm mhm mhm
Gotta live by loyalty you wanna get in
Wassname third whip he just bought three fins
Drive car like a stolo we
and ima take it down south
Invest up in that real estate and buy my mom a town
And double up wit my pops on a yacht to cruise around
Tryna put on for my
Guts and Griffith we a 10-tile band man
All the shit I seen, I'm the white Denzel
Wake up in the morning and I give them hell
Keep your mouth shut, I
Yeah, ah oh
Ten bad hoes in the walk in
Then gon' see the crew got the Stalkin' us
On my backend more bands
She gon spin the bin
She gon' throw that
I can't see now
Bossed up and I'm the one they wanna be no
Bands in my pocket I walk like P now
I cut you off ion know what you talking bout
You
(I love The Hills) uh, uh
Uh, uh (yeah, yeah) uh, uh
Uh, yeah, yeah
Yeah (34) , straight up (34) , yeah
Bands, bands, yeah
Real Chatt', Tennessee
it just call on me
Just call me
Don't never go out of town without me
I hit it from the back and smack it say mami
Don't never get in the way of this
tonight
Stackin' these bands tomorrow
That's why I
Sacrificed
All this time to have you in my life
Just to have you be by my side
Yeah, can't talk to me
You should know the name by now man
Uh
Fuck what you heard I'm the new king in town
Yeah I put it down I don't play around
I'm smoking on a pound
please
You don't wanna hurt me? Yes!
(? selector, I live by this hour)
Now I'm on flexin', dealing with perception
Young nigga
Young nigga fall in love
got turned like a clown
He thought it was safe and shit riding down my slide of town
Aw hell naw let me hop in that van and spin around
Aye bitch I ant
daughter
Show your legs
In the village of Kilgory, there's a deep stream flowing by
And on her wedding day at midnight she drowns with her soldier boy
Coming in, on command
Twenty-seven ounces, three 9 pieces I'm shaking back
My old hoe gon' fuck on Sunday, can't wait for that
H town, no fittin' on,
I was born in a northern mining town
At the turn of the century
By the time I was twelve
Me childhood days were history
One cold December day
I rose
are paying lies
In treasures the cost of
The fortune we're forsaking
(Oh)
Can't stop messing around (Messing around)
Footprints lead all over town (All
the gang
You gon' find out that we run town (Run town)
Momma always used to tell me
To be home by sundown (Sundown)
Now its 3 AM, yeah, I'm just havin' fun
you be checking
And even though we was up and down now
I wish it was pretend you ain't around now
Forget them other bitches out of town now
Cause you
the main man
I've been ballin' so long, need an Ace band
Calvin Klein on my waistband
In Adidas tracksuits like we breakdance
Say man, how it feel to be
the west
Heard they gotta couple banks in town that ain't been held up yet
Well uh, I oughta make it by sundown
I figure that's enough time to get tha
if I could recall
So couple months I got her moving in
That show money got me out of town
It got her trippin' when I'm not around
She was movin,
Paula came from Washington with long golden hair
Twenty eight dollars in a fake silk purse and a leather skirt to wear
Shane came from Dublin town
out for treasure in the bourbon islands
Plunder take was gold, diamonds, silks and porcelains
Madagascar, we're comin for your barrels of rum
A wooden
that's dancing for money
I got scarlett red on me
I got scarlett red on me
You wanted to protect me, but you don't know what to do
I ain't in town all
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