Lyrics:
the only thing that helps me get by
I don't wanna lie
But she won't handle what's inside
She gon take her knife
And cut our ties
Pull out the credit card
I
to the court like, "Bitch I did that"
Ain't no black power when your baby killed by a coward
I can't even keep the peace, don't you fuck with one of ours
It
my centerfold
That my baby, man, she never leave
Got her hangin' with my kinfolks
She want everything, I know, I know
She got Chanel purses by
stank on me
Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Live by the G code
On another level get a cheat code
Keep it 100, C note
Party
on
And I know that she be feeling me
[Baby Bash]
She in love with a hustler, someone she could trust uh
Someone she could get down with, cause she don't
the architect
So respect 'em
I disconnect 'em,
Soon as I inject 'em
With radiation
Put 'em by the basement
Bust his chest open
Bash his face in
Let it split 'em
the architect
So respect 'em
I disconnect 'em,
Soon as I inject 'em
With radiation
Put 'em by the basement
Bust his chest open
Bash his face in
Let it split 'em
Ay yo man, we got Juug motherfuckin' man
We got the Thugger Thugger, we got Lil Uzi
What would you do for the money baby? Yeah
Zoovie-Zoo
Don't lie while I'm by your side and
Don't cry, know that I'm your ride and
Go fly, it's not where you reside and
Go by, go and take your stride
let her get a nut out me
I'm still vicious by myself one man army
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's
always hoped she'd be in person
I hope you're living out by the ocean
That's where you always said you were goin'
LA baby on Sunset Drivin'
City
rocking with me
They been awfully generous by dropping off they profits with me
I know you thinking that it’s damn time
But I was dropping plenty babies in
experience no train
I told her Colgate, baby you gotta keep your teeth straight
Yeah, bae I'm flexing, extension
Brand new 'Rari, Smith and Wesson
Made
We straight now no arrests we In the air now
Credit card buss The checks now Partyin' all night To daylight
I see the sunrise
We Straight now no more
Time has stood still
Right where we are
Hold on
Hold on
Time has stood still
Right where we are
Hold on
Hold on Ba---by
Time has stood still
Right,
a long time
Guy cross the line trust me boy it's the wrong time
Fuck no you can't get no credit
Cause if I have to come and get it
I'm pushing shelves up
and you girl
Whoa oh
We had problems but it's all in the past
Everybody got problems baby, algebra class
Remember I used to do things that'd make you
Give myself credit, that I deserve
They are not worth, not even a word
If I was insured, maybe I'd be more reckless
She see me say, baby can we
a robbery: in the end you have no credit left
We touched our soul but you just moaned me your higher scale
You play the puppet and so you call the stooge
We're
Herman hers relationship and Herman is really a sick foolish man, who was given the name Samuels by mistake and it's not his and so he isn't a Samuels
the good life, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I'm livin' the good life (I'm livin' the life)
Yes, I made up my mind (Made up my mind, yeah, yeah)
Credit
on the track you know whats up (Come on)
Hey mami pump it up
Shake it baby let it drop (Come on)
Hey mami pump it up
West Side Homies on the track you know whats
with my feet up
My white tee made by hanes and its v cut
My baby Jugo was in the T's throwing T's up
I know some niggas banging bemis throwing B's up
I
Brains steps credit card flex
Bad scam, high society discovered who I am
They got suspicious when I passed on the ham
At the buffet in Cannes, with Prince
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