Lyrics:
Can you put that money down? Dude
It ain't yours
Burnt the whole store down, sick I cam torch
White buffs, rose tint, sick I came dork
Grab an opp by
of suit's show
For the dough bro
And some white folk playing polo
Economy up and down, yo yo
Still make the peak
Couple of cash gigs stretch like elastic
a pilot
How a nigga stay Fly Nigga Stay Fly
Got da Pure white Buffs like a Cloud in da sky
You know DA BO$ Stay Lit Like da fourth of July Fourth of July
Snake eye jack cops
play my black opps
bake my crack rock
rake my cash crops
Fuck the police, when im Stalking the streets, tall white cunt brain dead, 64
the champ
Is here I guarantee that they ass woke,
Ridin' on spoke, dats the elbow, still rockin' in da ice white shell toe,
Dis for my boys by dat kelso
Looking at the trees
Man im outside
Watching the honey bees
Wind blowing tides
Nature is so beautiful
Just how i imagined
Deep blue sky
Flying like
ankles turned blue and then froze
And slowly confessed that she had coma toes
She painted her fingers in red white and blue
She frosted her hair until
I was at the bar with my drinkin team
It was me Jack Daniels and my homey Jim Bean
We were kinda blitzed and we were trying to behave Y'all
When
some nice chains
And for the right price, I'll bust the right brain
And mommy hot 'cause I pull up in that white thang
Oh, but your nigga might be fly
the world
I'm talking Dubai
Blue money, bitch I'm too fly
If I
If I was your girl
Yeah, yeah, yeah
If I was your girl
Our money talks, they respect it
We
lip 'less they're on mine
Blue skies (blue skies)
White sun
Mothafuck I wasn't born just to live once
So
Find it in yourself
Caution in the wind
Get yo
pon stand
It a kill batty bwoy, suck pussy bad man
White Night deh round a Spartan
Him a link wid Cray, weh nuh fraid a nuh man
Him have gun weh buss
but I never voted
Questioned by 12 and I never been quoted
All the bread blue Yo I think that it's molded
He had a g card until I revoked it
I just went
you took so long?
By the end of the night
You gonna be my wife
We gonna have three kids
Picket fence that’s white
Okay, tell me what you want
alarms
Take me to the funny farm
Ho Ho Ho who he ha ha
Roll a doobie for mwah
Make me guffaw
Fuck the law
I'm a fiend for the green
Need that hit
the night playing Usher
The things I took for granted, the truth hurts
Miss the times it was plimsolls, p.e and blue shirts
Now some friends have passed away
I wouldn't mind a CLA
One day I'll fly my g LA then cop a GLA
I need it clean, all white like a key of yay
Can't spell mill without a couple L's ima
gettin' rings like Sonic
On the hang glide damn I'm so damn fly
This swag kill a nigga so hard
I just seen his man die
Stand by, I got bitches
of the fittest
I'm a menace crook
I did so much dirt I need to be in the Guinness Book
From the shit I took from people
I reap all your fat shit, jack
a "just ate ass" face, why y'all mad at him?/
The magnum, that you keep by your abdomen/
Better stay where it's at, I don't mind going back again/
Mind
four
Fives and sixes honeys by the mixes
(Uh) , if it ain't broke don't fix it
Smoke out with Leo, Biggie Tarantino
Size like a sumo, Frank White, numero
be frontin', I'm very fly
Hop out of them white ends
With the blue check like I'm verified
Play the block like I don't care, I put it on you, Tom
be frontin', I'm very fly
Hop out of them white ends
With the blue check like I'm verified
Play the block like I don't care, I put it on you, Tom
blue white collars
Let's not look down on each others
cs long as he provides the basic needs
Black King
Wear your crown at all times
Show empathy in
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