Lyrics:
do about it
I rock out I might catch a body
All of my niggaz they bout it
We got xotti got xotti got xotti
My shooter he stay with the shotti
I am
stu
I locked myself inside this booth
Cut communication with a few
And by the time you hear this shit
I'm workin' album number 2
Like Babyface I get
Gotta run away
Gotta run away
Fuck up out my face
'Fore i catch a case
Hold up
Gotta run away
I've been keeping score since the other day
Told
I've been driving state to state so I could catch a feeling
I ain't catch that feeling so I made an album about it
While I'm making Peter made
that hoe to the bank
Imma real killer by nature not twisting my fingers
Don't do what you do cause that's fake
Imma go spend all this paper not owing no
find, just us
It's comedy, it's hilarious
Look yourself in the mirror, tell me times ain't the scariest
For me droppin' album after album, like it's
Better look me up on Spotify
Shorty rockin all my merch
Looking like she sponsored by
Had to let her ink my whole body
Cause she certified
Tedder turn me
of the maniac dressed in black carry round a strap
Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, POW!!)
Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse
MAN y'all MUST GOT ME CONFUSE I TAKE NIGGAZ BY TWO I BREAK NIGGAZ IN TWO MAN y'all FAKE NIGGAZ IS through I HEAR YA ALBUM IS POO I'm JUS TELLIN DA TRUTH
a hustler or a g that's out grinding me in these streets
Everything I touch straight up catch on fire
Ain't nobody putting in the work that I put in I shut it
not a lotta things
That impress me but this album definitely took me by the balls
And said look here, this sure is something serious
Futuristic, he
of the maniac dressed in black carry round a strap
Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, POW!!)
Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse
be duplicated by computer
We gon' set it off, we gon' set it off
Something on my chest and I gotta get it off
So we gon' let it off, catch it like
Puffing Inspirado I been Smoking by the pound
I been smoking too much these days - you can catch me in the clouds
10 blunts to the face - So I ain't ever
[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing
[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing
one stone
It's crazy to me how easy killing birds is
Emotional support music
What the people want to hear
Supplemented by not feeling worthless
Sounds
Pull up with the bands I dance away.
[Chorus]
Money, money coming in, bank teller call me by first name eh
I ain't famous but the green got me fame eh,
Vibe is done you know I'm outside
After party we can catch a little vibe
too juiced and you know I can't drive
in a club man we spent about five
Hmm hmm, hmm hmm, hmm hmm, uh, uh
Sometimes I was held down by the gravity of my pen (pen)
Sometimes I was held down by the gravity of my sin (sin)
started!
Now all my niggas stay dirty dirty, buss rounds by the thirty thirty
Frontin' niggas y'all don't say a wordy wordy
I'm tired of y'all niggas
Machine
And I'm steady looking for two women I can come in between
You can catch me chilling up in the cut but I'm always ready for action
I'm stunt,
I'm not really worried bout no algorithm
Only wave that I'm on is my album rhythm
Looking to the sky saying Abba fill em
Show me where to go
I trip man up, he did wheelies
Fell off his 125 about cc
Really out ere, john they can't see me
How many man they got, none of mine
Four fives,
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