Lyrics:
Stay by me
By my side
Yo it's gonna be okay
Stay by me
When it's right
Imma send em to their graves
One more opp I gotta face two more die today
Fuck a Milli' now I'm comin' for that William
Hold up, wait a minute think about it that's a Billi' (Woo!)
God damn, boy you know I'm puttin' in
How did this happen?
Or more specifically
Please use the next
18 minutes or so
To describe
In a single rambling rant
And in the
Most confusing way
em what go on
She aint got no panties just VLONE yeah
Hate when they love for designer
Real is rare
You gotta know how to find em
Smoke on zaza yeah
with you
Im making it harder for the next nigga
Times that shit by 2
Cause another nigga could never
Do it better than I do
Im rolling with my crew
We
niggas in the yard up north
with long swords, ready for war, who paid cost
and take ya life lost, never found again boss
A job well done, relax,
- what can I do
I push em aside and I hate to be rude
Wait a minute (Yeah)
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Blondie on the track
Wait a minute
Wait
arenas
Fleeto is hot some like jalapenos
Smooth like a Jackson, I go by Lil Tito
I just wanna run up bands with my amigos
R2S, no this more like the sequel
You fuckin
With a boss no need for fuckin with a square
I light the weed up, and hit it two times
Smoke is so good I hit it few times
If I hit her once
Lets take life and slow it down incredibly slow
Frame by frame
With two minutes that take ten years to live out
Yeah, let's do that
Telephone poles
a minute
Hold on, you say you want me gone
So who you cookin' dinner for?
Mmm, that looks good, I'm staying
When I said you weren't a good cook
I was playing
Complementary of the heavens, I'm flyer than angel wings
Looking down on you devils, gas pedal to the floor
Suckas jealous and they hate, I ain't
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
playing Dipset
(Ow)
NYC
Here for a minute so I feel like Trump
Two joints one bed dog we laid up
Wifey spazzin like boy thats evil
Babe they're very
yourself
And Tunechi's gon' find someone to love
And you go by yourself, so all alone
One minute she love me,
The next minute she hate me
That's two minutes
She know I'm a boss let me put it on You
I don't got to gloss she follow Everything I do
Like Diana Ross heaven sent times Two
She a bad bitch with
that girl
Real boss bitch yea that's my world
It's Young Dise, I got two girls
It's luxury, welcome to my world
Some how we ran up those racks
Swiping
Nash
Let me take it back just for two minutes
Fourteens and the nines, had tools in it
And you notice that it didn’t have windows
That the first fucking
my boss man's house
Put in my two-weeks-notice
Then I'll be out
Little Miss Minimum Wage
Out here making my way
Working my tail off til my next pay
a noodle
That likes to doodle
While you play with your kaboodle
Not a poodle
Just a smitten
Kitten
Who hates mittens
For pittance
Where I’m from it stays
wake the next day ey le babalaz fun'ichicken licken (×2)
If it ain't big bucks then it don't mean much
You cannot think you talk too much
Bad bitch
coke sales
One brick, two brick equal what my show sell
Money in a suitcase like deal or no deal
I was good with no deal, told you I did wholesale
a little sick and different
And I mean it when I said it
Do you remember that?
[Hook 2]
Hell motherfuckin ya
You don't want to get in trouble with
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