Lyrics:
wanna sell you some
Tractor trailer, another metric tonne
Grade A it's excellent, honor roll no cap and gown
I'm with Gucci gang but I ain't Lil Pump
tight
When me gotta get mine
You know what I want
But do Koopsta gets it
Storm on this bitch
Like some new used confetti
Astronomical Triple 6
Writes
SK got it for rocking with TScam
Holes in his top, but it's nuttin like Cheerios
How you get got where you done your videos
And come my block and do
you be talkin' again
But we gonna do it how you want cause I'm widdit to brawl with you
Now what if I put your bitch ass in a headlock and fall witchu
you be talkin' again
But we gonna do it how you want cause I'm widdit to brawl with you
Now what if I put your bitch ass in a headlock and fall witchu
can't take it>
Why you want to take my stash?
<you can't take my money, you can't take it from me>
Why you wan' take my stash?
<you can't take my money,
or soda
You can call me a roller
Your grill's glistenin'
Spent a hundred thousand on mine to feel different
What's the real sense of it?
Bling bling, I
Wop wop wop
Wop wop wop
Wop wop wop
I do not know what you did for me it's not adding up
If you a hoe and you not her nigga just back it up
I put
straight trick or treating
What ya eatin
I ain't got no words for you
Fuck speakin, ain't part of my crew
Face look too brand new, who?
Niggas ain't
straight trick or treating
What ya eatin
I ain't got no words for you
Fuck speakin, ain't part of my crew
Face look too brand new, who?
Niggas ain't
Bring it back tie you up
Treat you like a Chinese store
Nigga and chop you up you feel that nigga
He play around we gon' kill that nigga
How you feel
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
Foe (BOW)
Betta Hear what durk said
Youngin dis aint what you want
Having You Looking Like XX when he get jumped (oouu)
Rappers aint safe
One call
brick, I get that bird from coast to coastal
I hit the papi then them bitches screamin', "Ay"
I mix then pump my wrist and whip until it's dry
I threw
slave
Servin' shakes and heartbreaks and no I'm never gonna shave
Where's your sister aye?
You know I actually kissed her aye
You want a shake?
I mix it
falling in
I want the big bucks, just trying to haul em in
You know I'm balling like I'm Chris Paul in it
Don't bother nobody until they talking shit
shit man
Lets wreck this motherfucker baby what's happenin'
What You want to do nigga?
I, I wanna, I want to Smash it (Smash)
Back and forth
No
It's just the way it goes
Yeah
When you're messin' with the funk
Yeah
You pump it in your trunk
Yeah
You know it's what you want
Yeah
So
YO, is in this to win this
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
us
Gotta be hip to the knowledge
Pick up the pieces and solve it
My nigga done said i'm evolvin
What's that Pokemon? What do you call it?
Keep lookin
tag
Make money for what
To roll in a brand new jag
I make money putting you in a body bag
Hello i'm r.a to the motherfucking p
I beat other rappers no
dressed
You might as well have nothin' on ya body bitch
Infrared on my side cause you know how hot it get
Messin with the proper cheese
To put what looks
(You don't like the ghetto, everyone knows the ghetto, it in every hood)
[Lil' Flip]
From my block to your block, ha ha, this for tha streets, ha
Two drink, cave in
Two blunt, ease up
Booyah, leaves up
Who care? Who there?
Do what? Wake up
The hell, happened
We want, hands up
Pay you, dare
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