Lyrics:
lonely)
No dont show no love
Because im by my lonely (yea yea yea huh)
Half a Blount of the stogey
Food from Home of the Hogey
Banger you know that it's
to you
Big comes through wit
Mobs and crews
Goodfellas down to the Mo' Thug dudes
Who's the killer? me or you?
(We forgive you for you know not what
fuckin' wit a A plus nigga (woo)
Try to tell my young'n stiffen up he trust niggas (whoa)
Been burned by that bullet I know not to trust niggas (I been
fuckin' wit a A plus nigga (woo)
Try to tell my young'n stiffen up he trust niggas (whoa)
Been burned by that bullet I know not to trust niggas (I been
I be drippin wit cash bae
I be drippin wit cash yea
I'm gettin the cash
I'm gettin a bag
You know that I'm drippin wit cash bae
I be drippin wit
whateva, You're my best friend
I wanna roll wit' You! Yea, Yea, no mistaken
Come on and hang out with your fellow Jamaican
Months have gone by since our
Money be topic (For what)
At that point in my life if i point ima Cop it (Uh huh)
She telling me hit it i named that Bitch bop it
She come wit the brain
as you come up now everybody know you
Bitch that's unacceptable
How yall put up wit dat dumb shit
Fake ass niggas and hoes bitch I'm done wit
They dont
I be in that red zone
Help make that bitch a red zone
I aint bangin so you kno
You might catch me wit some red on
Dont say my name on that damn phone
the hood, you dig
(that's where I'm at Eastside)
Its Dip-Set, Eastside (come on!), lets ride
[Verse 1]
They got me livin' like (what!),I ain't worried 'bout
the moment
It's young Carter come and get it in order oooh...hotter
You six feet in the six
Im snuffed in the Bentley
Oooh..shorty stop playin' wit' me
wit it
I ain't playin wit you motherfuckers come wit it
Keep the fam together God knows I tried
But shit ain't been the same since B.I. died
(I
clever
They should know better
Come out your house come see me
Chatty chatty too bitchy
M Splash way too chingy
Hop out, step pon them get silly
Sammy,
know it though by the way that she treat me fried chicken & collard greens soul food is what she feeds me all she want is a glass of wine, a blunt,
love wit' a low ride
Fuck all that dissin', boy, come and get your bro back
Your shawty is missin', nigga, come get your ho back, yeah
Oh, he
And kill off suspicions
Hair got extension, she potent no chemist
She bouncing that ass like it come wit suspension
Smoking that Mary we Adam and Eve swear
light like a paper bag World coming straight for cash
Ya talk to much that light beam might get ya tagged
Shoot the fair one ya end up wit a tooth missing
I'm not wit none of that
Standin' around lookin' cool and shit
I want you motherfuckers to jump the fuck up
And have some motherfuckin' fun
You
different
Forever woke no Circadian rhythm
Shit I’m ridin wit this dime bumpin Da Baby we livin she got that
Apple pie I’m a American man she said
She like me
WIT IT
YEAH
THE MONEY
THE CLOTHES
THE CAR
MY DREAM MANIFESTING
THIS IS FOR THOSE
THAT DOUBTED ME ON THE COME UP
I MADE IT SILENCE THE TALKING
that I’m wit you,
Ooh, I can do this everyday with you,
And anytime you wantin’ me to come thru, I’ll come thru for you,
All that really matters is that
[OC]
The whole city's under siege when we come through wit guns blazin
You need to take a seat son, you just started shavin
Respect ya elders,
cool-Aid, whaa?
Wit my red hot riplets
Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em what mean man
You all that and a bag of chips
And I just wanna know if me and you can
my girlfriend
All mine all mine shawty wit me all the time
See how safe I keep her right by my side
Yep that's my girlfriend
Yep that's my
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