Lyrics:
Two middle fingers in the air
Attitude on I don't really care
She got white hair Rick flair
D.E.O.N bring a big scare
Pop up like foetus I don't
song
Yea and I don't know what to do
I'm just here, I keep calling at you
"Uhm are you busy? can we talk"
I've been waiting for you
So come tell me
brutality to keep becoming a trend
On some Lil Baby shit I'm emotionally scarred
Police act on self defense while pulling the race card
Bullets turn red
remember them days with them stains on my shirt
Days asking God why but I ain’t go to church
I know that I’m blessed sometimes I feel cursed
Don’t regret
this paper and designer now
Bani KUDI
Stacking paper nothing to me sh*t is like my duty
This OBO in me too risky man i'm so unruly
Her front back set
pace you know my range
This is Carolina, know you heard of us before
Made a name from bein dope hanging down by English road
I'm the little brother, yea
zabierał mówi do mnie Przemek co w szmulach przebiera
Mówię nie e mam kobietę teraz ty nie krępuj się idź je sponiewierać
Jebne sextape na 6s pokaże Ci ile
if you owe me, burn 'ya to ash leaving the cash
Mash gas, even on E, moving this fast how long ima last
Time it took her to throw the box, in a instant
walked in these shoes you can not come for me
You can miss me with the bull like the number 23
My gas tanks on full I cruise till I end up on E
Black
Dongalo o Mob suportang tunay
Kena Paul, Lexus, at A$tro, tulad sa Owfuck, goods si Because at ang grupo nyang Flow M
Yung mga mahilig mag "sana all",
E.Moon that had me shook then
DMoney that's my brother
lost our pops and shit got real then
They ain't understand how it changed me that shit was crazy
I
w łeb
Krew na chodniku błękitna jest
Przerwa na wódkę i bitch I'm back
Wiesz jak jest twarde łokcie bronią miękkich miejsc
Chodź Ci porachuje kości
No Dey try me
Moni gbabi o
I dan Dey work
I dan Dey pray
Make e no go
Pami oh ooo oh
No be pami o
Moni gbabi o
Gbabi o
Gbabi o
Gbabi o
Malo
boy, fresh clothe and cars
Me fly so high and I stay on the fist class
O to the M to the G
Me be the young cash
Mo ti po omi di ohun gbe
Me I don't care
to be me, yeah
I don’t L-O-V-E, probably just my trust issues
She like boy you so lucky that I even choose to fuck with you
Yeah, and I’m like thanks
As I
Cum mă ridică-n cer așa m-aruncă-n mări
Sub tălpile de pe cărări
Prin nu știu care parcări
Cât timp, cât timp, cât timp, cât timp
Mă vor duce aripile de
You **** all cap
No gown
You like to call me when she's not around
So attached
profound
But when she ask I'm nowhere to be found
You got a lot to say
années lui ont fait la vie dure
Mais on dirait que c'est fini la torture
Il sert fort son aimé.e et ferme les yeux
Il pensait pas qu'un jour ça irait mieux
J'ai des millions
J'ai des millions
J'ai des millions de voeux
Mille E d'beuh qui s'écoulent
En moins de 2
Vla les bleus
Et là t'as envie d'pleurer
Jur că nu mă mai complic
M-am săturat să strig, acum vreau să recit
În capul meu bate-ncontinuu același beat
În calmul meu simți și tu că sunt
is up
These bitches annoying yeah they just be bugging bruh
But I'm getting head cuz her mother fucking bun is up
I only make bangers yeah that sums
have known he would choose me?
I'm calm, collective then unruly
We taking your paper like loose leaf
Smoking a doobie
They asking for verses, they
on the way
Fuck whoever in the way
Remember when they doubted us
E.D. for the past
Looking like I'm Randy Moss made it easy for the pass
Used to ride slow
That
Am down on the beat line
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Jah bless me God oh o this girl e no go kill person o
Ehh ehh ehh ehh
Ibadi yen da je koma roll oo
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